His forehead rested briefly against mine and in the pause, I tried to catch my breath.
“What if I want you to?” I whispered, my eyes closed.
Ethan replied “You’re afraid that if anything happens between us, when the time comes that you decide to leave this palace, you will be hurt.”
I blinked slightly. He was right.
His lips hovered dangerously close to mine.
“But I’m the one in the palm of your hand, Fiona. I’m the one in danger. And yet, I would risk shattering whatever is left of my heart.”
My heart stuttered.
“All you have to do,” he whispered, “is say the word and I’ll make whatever time we have, whatever time you give me, impossible to forget. For both of us”
My stomach flipped and I pulled back just enough to look at him, to really drink him in. The shadow of his lashes, th
