He braced himself against the doorway, his shadow stretching across the floor. In the far corner of the room, a woman huddled beside a wooden bench. Ademeni turned fear-filled eyes on him. Relief surged through his mind, chased by anger. The blend of conflicting emotions immobilized him, and the stifling aroma of incense made him waver. He didn’t know whether to gather her in his arms or berate her for causing so much trouble. He hadn’t felt so confused since he’d courted Julia. Ademeni’s gaze slid away, signaling her defeat. He felt no triumph in the moment, tasted no joyous victory. Dread darkened her face, shaded her eyes and turned his hands to ice. She still feared him. After the way he’d cared for her in his bed, she still believed he would harm her. He opened his mouth, but no words emerged. He wanted to tell her how he’d lain awake, watching her as she slept. How he’d hated the sunrise because it meant he had to leave her. Instead, he stepped inside the room and eased toward her.
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