Epilogue
We spend the next week in bed, in the library. In his office. Doing all manner of illicit things, some even illegal in a few states. Neither of us feel inclined to leave the safety of these walls. But eventually the world intrudes. Gabriel gets a call from Charlotte telling him a merger needs his attention.
He’s dressed in a suit, his jaw freshly shaved, his eyes veiled. Standing in the middle of the room, he exudes confidence and strength. I wouldn’t want to be on the other side of the chessboard to him like this.
I leave the bed, my nightgown a slinky contrast to his stark power. “Have a nice day, Mr. Miller.”
He tucks me against his side, the suit fabric cool against my arms. “Are you sure you’ll be okay?”
“Of course.” I give him a chiding look. “You’re the one healing fro
