“I told you that we need to talk,” Reyland continued in the same hoarse tone.
Marian could feel that he was no longer erect, and she deflated as well as she focused on listening to him this time.
“And we really need to.”
Without looking at her, he reached for the last potion and held it between them.
Marian leaned back, still sitting across him.
“Drink this. Eat. And let’s talk,” he said softly, raising his eyes slowly to meet hers.
Marian, who had been gazing at his lashes since he had stopped looking at her, met his sapphire eyes with tears in her own.
She swallowed.
She wanted to say many things to him, to assure him that she would accept anything from him, anything at all.
Instead, as she listened to his racing heartbeat and heavy breathing, her mind calmed.
She parted her li
