I forgot how massive the house is. Vik helps me to walk up the stairs and into the kitchen, sitting me at the bar. “Hungry?” he asks me as he starts to dig through the fridge. “No really, but I can snack if you are.” He smiles and walks around the bar, taking me gently in his arms. “I am always hungry. But I can wait. Where would you like to go?” I think for awhile about what I want to do. Honestly, I don’t want to do anything except maybe read. “Could we go somewhere and read?” The smile on Vik’s face is so big that it almost catches me off guard. “Of course!” He picks me up and carries me through the house and up to the library before standing me up, unsteadily, on my feet, facing the door. He grasps the handle and I can hear him holding his breath, almost like he is nerv
