Chapter Three
Alicia hated the shadows that lurked in Reys’s eyes. He’d left her moments before. Not physically, but in spirit. He was back now and she planned to do everything she could to keep his dark memories at bay. She knew he would never truly be free of them. For good and bad, they had shaped the man he’d become.
Firelight danced over his face as he leaned down and touched his lips to hers. Sighing, she released all her doubts and concerns. There would be much to deal with in the days and months ahead, but for now, her husband was home. Her prayers had been answered.
Looping her arms around his neck, she held on tight. Reys lowered his body over hers until they were touching from shoulder to knee. The scars on his chest abraded her skin, making her want to weep. And she would.
