Chapter Eight
A smile curved Zoran’s lips as he watched Abby fix a meal to break their morning fast. He was concerned when she left the bedroom without a word. Deep down, he knew she needed time alone to come to terms with what had happened. He knew she did not understand everything that had passed between them; he could tell by the small sad smile she gave him. She thought they would only have a few days together. There was no way to tell her it would be much, much longer.
He had no regrets for what passed between them. He accepted that she belonged to him and had no regrets or qualms at the thought of taking her away from her home. She would have to adjust. He would be there for her, guiding her as she adapted to his world.
They ate in a comfortable silence. Zoran helped dry the dishe
