Chapter Eighteen
As soon as Hasan approached her, took her in his arms, she knew what was going to come next. Her heart pounded in her chest, but she wouldn’t stop him. She had no idea where any of this would end, but she had enough regrets. Too many empty months, too many cold, lonely nights.
All right, it wasn’t nighttime, was blazing bright daylight on a perfect October morning. That didn’t matter, though. What mattered was the way Hasan lifted her from the floor as though she weighed nothing, carried her up the stairs to his room. He could have blinked them both there, she knew, but she guessed that he wanted to do it this way, wanted to prove to her that he’d regained all his strength.
Truly, this was a much better place for them to make love for the first time, rather than the cra
