EDRIC TOUCHED HER LIPS in a tender kiss, savoring the sweet taste of her and the exquisite softness of her skin. A sense of what they might have had together swamped him and he fought the tears that swam in his eyes. He refused to cry like a girl.
He stood up, turned toward the door, and prepared to perform the hardest task he’d ever had to perform. He needed to talk to someone about finding a place for Bella to go.
Where they could care for her body. If not her mind.
“Leaving so soon?” Her voice was rusty with disuse and thick with emotion.
Edric jerked around, afraid to hope, terrified not to. She smiled at him, her beautiful eyes filled with light.
“Bella!”
“Hey, handsome.”
He strode to the bed and enveloped her in a hug. “Thank god! I thought I’d lost you.”
She sighed, nestling
