The air in the suite seemed to crystallize. Kane stilled completely. His silhouette was a sharp, dark line against the luxury of the room. He was caught off guard, a rare occurrence for a man who made his living anticipating every move on the road. He had known this was a possibility- they were married, after all; but he hadn't let his mind wander there. He had been so consumed by the person she was- the fire in her spirit, the way she challenged him, the way she made him feel human- that he hadn't let himself hunger for the person under her clothes.
He didn't want to break her. He didn't want to be another thing that took from her.
"Harper," he breathed, his voice a warning or a prayer, she wasn't sure which.
"I'm not asking because I think I have to," she said, stepping away from
