ANDREA'S SMILE WAS SLIPPERY, hard to hold in place. It was only skin deep. Could Zain tell? She'd held herself together pretty damn well since the ninja attack.
A freaking ninja had attacked her.
Her life was no longer real.
This did not happen-except it did. To her. And somehow, she hadn't cried or broken down about it yet. But she was close. She was so tired of tears, of her only recourse against people being a good cry or the grin-and-bear-it act. It wasn't fair. But she felt better when he kissed her. As if her problems weren't quite so insurmountable. Because Zain could handle anything.
The moment dragged on. He continued to stare at her as though he were looking into her soul, the little frown slowly smoothing out.
He lifted a hand, pushing his fingers through the hair at her te
