*Esma*
“What do you suppose his intentions are?” Eden asks as we close and secure an outside shutter on the house. We’ve begun the task after Jamie grinded out, ’I need to see to my horse’ and led the large beast toward the small barn.
For the briefest of moments, when he took me in his arms and slashed his mouth over mine, I dared believe he was here for another reason. But his kiss was punishing, his arms like iron bands around me. He is furious. Not that I blame him. But I also know he possesses a kindness, a gentleness. But more, he understands justice. I’ve seen, touched, the scars on his back. If anyone knows the unfairness of the criminal justice system, it is him.
“I suspect he intends to return us to Blackrock city where we can pay for our sins.”
“If that’s the case, then he
