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And I was scared.

Tanyn was again locked in the study, because a king’s duties never ceased.

And I was locked in my head.

Because, added to all that was thrashing around up there was the fact that now I was annoyed, and even worried, that Tanyn wasn’t making any moves.

No stolen kisses. Not even lip touches. Hardly any touches at all, come to think of it.

We’d returned, warming up with hot cocoa spiked with peppermint schnapps. We’d chatted, me in my armchair in the lounge by the fire, him in his.

Then he’d been called away.

I text commed him to tell him I was going to freshen up for dinner.

He’d text commed back a simple, OK.

But now, there was too much, and I didn’t know where to lay it so whoever I gave it to could help me sort it out.

Mom would be compassionate, but she would do so trying to guide me to Tanyn, because that was what Dad wanted.

My gals would be the same, but they wouldn’t have any answers, like I didn’t have any.

I had one more night and one more day here. The soni-jet was coming to pick both Tanyn and I up tomorrow evening at six.

We were dropping him at Berg Castle before I would head on to Nocturn.

Sure, there was still plenty of time to have sex.

But…what was he waiting for?

Me to make the first move?

Well, that was not going to happen.

Pride dictated that, for certain.

A knock came at the door, probably a bot sent up by Tanyn with a martini or something, just so he could muddle my head even further by being thoughtful, so I called, “Come.”

The door opened and Zyra poked her head in.

“There you are,” she said on a wide grin.

“Hey,” I replied, keeping the throw in place as I aimed my knees and my attention to her. “Have I languished up here too long?”

She entered the room and closed the door behind her, shaking her head. “No. Though, I did wonder if you wanted me to program dinner.”

“Is Tanyn done in the study?”

“He’s shooting the breeze in the kitchen with Manny.”

Well, shit.

Whoops.

I started to get up but Zyra ordered, “Don’t move.”

I stilled.