So, why? Why would she even make that choice? Just to be some weird-ass healer, she didn’t even truly know she actually was?
Well, he had to be crazy to think something like that. She wasn’t leaving. Not now. Not ever. Not ever ever.
Seeing her explode like that, she had thought he would back down a little. Maybe take a step back in the conversation and suggest something more… normal, kind of choice. But as she looked at him—at his sharp brown eyes, at his perfect lips pursed in a thin line, and those dark, stunning eyebrows softly pinched at the center of his forehead—she could tell he was trying to be calm as f**k.
Not that it was helping.
“What?” She challenged him then, dropping her hands on her hips. “Planning to force me now?”
She could tell the wheels of his brain were churning
