Claire said nothing.
"I thought so." He turned around and descended down the stairs to talk to his men.
She hugged herself, finally allowing the tears to mingle with the raindrops that streamed down her face.
Was it so obvious?
Well, it must be. He ruined her. No other man would ever live up to her expectations now.
Because they weren't him. They wouldn't touch her the way he did, they wouldn't look at her with cold eyes that always changed to something warmer when he saw her or was aroused.
Heavens!
She swatted her forehead.
It was becoming an obsession. Wasn't it supposed to be the other way around?
And funnily enough, it had nothing to do with him being the King as many people assumed.
The ship began to steer backwards when Zach returned.
Even in the dark, she could see that his jaw was tense and his shoulders were stiff.
He knocked on the door where Aurora was and waited.
When there was no response, he opened it.
