“I’ve already made my choice.” A certain grim note entered his voice as he released her, and took a reluctant step back. “Now all I can do is follow through. It’s time for you to make yours.”
“I don’t understand.” Baffled, Kiera stared up at Conor, searching for clues on his mobile face. “What are you talking about? What choice?”
He studied her for a moment, trying to judge her mood. What he was about to propose was risky at best. If she didn’t agree, it would not only hamper his chances of rescuing Melissa, it could drive Kiera away from him forever.
While Liam had cautiously driven him here through the pounding rain, he’d mentally drafted and refined an impromptu script, and rehearsed it a dozen times to make sure he was explaining everything properly. It was a logical solution, after
