Reyland nodded; his blue eyes fixed on Marian.
She glided out of the bathroom, leaving the door open.
Reyland closed it and rested his head against the shut door, catching his breath.
He controlled the gasping sounds by breathing through gritted teeth.
As his shoulders shook, he twisted around, resting his large back against the door.
What am I doing?
What are WE doing?
This isn’t the time for any of this! I’m supposed to be discussing things with her, not…this!
He admonished himself in his mind.
His breathing finally stabilized; he stared at the running water in the steam-filled room.
When would be the right time? His mind taunted him.
It’s never time, it’s never enough, it’s never okay, the voice in his head continued - Dorien’s voice.
His inner voice always sounded like his
