Chapter Fifteen
It probably would have been better if I could have passed out. Unfortunately, I was awake and aware when we came to rest…someplace. I was also aware that Aldair’s arms were still wrapped around me. Shuddering, I pushed myself away, and to my surprise, he actually let me go.
“Welcome home,” he said. “Or at least home for the next few days. Then I shall take you back to Taos.”
He was practically gloating as he spoke. But at least he wasn’t touching me, so that was a start.
“Where are we?” I asked, surveying the space. I didn’t know exactly what I’d been expecting — something out of the Arabian Nights, maybe, with a touch of Disney — but this place looked like typical New Mexico architecture, with heavy white stucco walls and a ceiling of dark wood vigas, or beams. A varie
