I tried to see her eyes, but I could only make out the outlines of her face in the light of the moon.
“Why are you so concerned about me and Gabrielle?” I asked.
“I am not.”
“Alright,” I said as we approached Grace’s cottage.
Not surprisingly, we were the first ones back at the house. I walked to the table, searching for a candle, when Alina bumped into me. I steadied her shoulders and she stilled in my arms. I could not help inhaling her amazing scent of wild flowers and strawberries. She was so gentle and warm. Perfect in every way. I could not deny myself any longer, my fingers tangled in her locks and I leaned down, placing a light kiss on top of her head.
Behind us, the door swung open. My hand stilled on a dagger, but my eyes quickly recognized the couple kissing in the doorway.
“I fucking want you so bad.”
“Victor . . .”
“The bedroom.”
“What if they come back?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll hear them.”
I was still clenching the dagger when Victor burst through the door to our bedroom and kicked it closed behind him.
“Oh,” Alina whispered.
“I have no place to sleep tonight,” I said.
Just then Victor appeared in the doorway, stumbling in the dark as he walked into the girls’ room and searched for something, swearing when he bumped into things.
“Got it!” Still not looking in our direction, he returned to his lady.
When the door behind him closed again, I switched my gaze back to Alina. She stood quietly by the table.
“You can stay in our room,” she said.
Me and her, confined in a tiny space, in the same bed. My hands on her thighs, holding her tight, moving her closer. I swore under my breath. Maybe I could have shared a room with her in the very beginning, but now we played a completely different game, and the stakes were much higher.
“That’s not a good idea,” I responded.
“Because of your fiance?”
“What?” I scowled, completely forgetting about Gabrielle.
“I understand.”
“I seriously doubt it.”
“You want to be with her.”
I could not say anything for a long time, just watching the outlines of her face in the dark.
Finally, Instead of responding, I walked into the second bedroom.
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
ALINA
Ikept waking up all night long, checking on Tynan or hearing sounds coming from the other room. My eyes landed on Tynan, who sat in a chair by the door, his head tilted forward. He flexed his shoulders, returning back to his book.
