Artemis POV
Her cheeks flushed red, her breathing uneven. I smirked, satisfied, because I knew I’d gotten under her skin. Seeing her like this tugged at a memory—our very first encounter.
That night in the ladies’ room. She’d been timid, shy, nervous to even look me in the eye. I loved her innocence then.
I had no idea when she began to change. Sometimes I even doubted my feelings for her—doubted whether the woman I married was still the same one who’d captured me.
But last night was different. She’d shown me more. More than a lover. She was someone I could laugh with, talk to, someone who could even be my partner. Something stirred in me, a feeling I’d never experienced with any other woman.
Could it be that my feelings for her were growing stronger? Yes. That had to be it.
“Stop i
