The need to have her made each movement jerky, uneven, and he cursed silently. Even before reaching the door, he knew she wasn’t there. What now? He slammed the door and rushed to the main house. The kitchen was empty except for Kieran, who drank coffee and looked up expectantly at him. “Where’s everyone?” Fallon asked, noting Wendy’s absence, really wanting to ask about Tonia. “Wendy is upstairs, she went to get a travel brochure, wants to plan a real honeymoon.” Kieran’s brow crinkled in confusion. “I’m not sure what that means.” Fallon shrugged. “Me either. Have you seen Tonia?” He sat, attempting to relax. “She was here a minute ago. Told Wendy she needed to talk to her and went upstairs with her.” He relaxed, she was in the house. Safe. Strange he didn’t sense her, but his senses were not working properly, took most of his energy to keep his emotions under control.
