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She murmured to Syar, “That is probably my dinner.”

“Stay.”

She combed her fingers through his hair and kissed him. His attention instantly shifted, and she continued the kiss until he pulled her hips to his. She broke the kiss. “And on that note, I am going to have to go to the kitchen door. Could be fowl. Could be a snake. If Myele left it, I am going with snake.”

He whined, “I want you with me.”

“I will be right back. I am testing out my new manicure.”

“Reynaldo, go with her, just in case it is a snake.”

He grunted and followed her back to the kitchen. Reynaldo said, “You kiss him very naturally.”

“Shouldn’t I? Is it not appropriate?” She wasn’t really worried, but she needed to know.

“I would rather you kissed me.”

“Why?”

“Because my body reacts to your scent. The feel of you in my arms makes me dizzy, and there isn’t another woman I have ever met that makes my soul sing the way your presence does.”

“That’s direct.”

“You seem to appreciate direct.”

She shrugged. “I normally do, but I can’t actually offer you anything.”

“I don’t need anything.”

She chuckled. “Then you aren’t for me.” She sent him gentle regret through the link.

She walked into the kitchen and opened the back door, where there was a pile of brightly coloured birds, each the size of a small chicken.

One of the women in the kitchen came forward. “I will take care of those, miss. You are wanting them for dinner?”

“Yes, please, but no spices aside from salt and pepper. My stomach is still adjusting. Are we clear?”

The woman nodded. “Yes, miss.”

“Thank you very much.”

Ven walked back to where Reynaldo was staring at her. He frowned and pulled her down the hall into a small room that looked like a linen closet. “What do you mean, I am not for you? You are the only one for me.”

She shrugged. “You know how you don’t need anything from me?”

“Yes.”

“I need to be needed. If you don’t need me, what the fuck am I doing there?” She shrugged. “The only reason I am here is that Syar needs me. When that’s done, I have to go home. It’s in my contract.”

He was astonished. “You are honestly thinking about going home? We are in paradise.”

Her laughter started as silent, and then tears were running down her cheeks. She wheezed, “I am too tired for that.”

He pulled her for a hug again and stroked her back. “I guess what home for some is hell for others.”

She wheezed, “You are funny. Three hundred and sixty-three days to go.”

“You are counting down?”

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