Paxton turned his back and strode out of the room because the sight of her shimmering, pain-filled eyes, her quivering lips, was more than he could bear. Dammit! In spite of her rejection, in spite of what she was and how she was using Kieran, he still wanted her more than his next breath.
Only when he heard Rhiannon rushing out of the room, only when he heard his front door slam, did Paxton return to his bedroom. For a long moment, he stood in the dark and stared out at the city that sparkled beneath a full moon and a starless sky. It was a night made for romance… if one believed in such things.
Growing bored with the view, he left the window and turned on every light. Never had the vast marble bedroom in his penthouse apartment blazed with such cold and terrible brightness. When he saw
