Chapter Ten
Two evenings later, Leah stood in the foyer, looking out the window and at the man in front of the house who was gazing up at the silver crescent moon and diamond-scattered satin sky. Theron looked so relaxed, so peaceful. She realized it was probably because he was alone. Though she hated to disrupt his privacy, she craved human contact. Even if they ended up arguing, as was the norm when they were together lately, it was far better than spending another moment in solitary confinement.
She was now able to make it up and downstairs, but she hadn't pressed Theron to make good on his promise. Dammit, though! She was lonely. She didn't want to have s*x, didn't want to dissect anything, didn't even care whether they talked. Just to be in the presence of another human being was en
