Chapter 11He held her within the circle of his arms, unable to sleep but not really wishing to. Last night, it had been the distraction of her presence that kept Dec from rest. Tonight, though, while the soft hum of her body’s rhythms—the sigh of blood surging through her veins, the soothing whisper of air filtering through her lungs—reverberated in an unfamiliar harmony through his flesh, it wasn’t that which kept him awake.
The taste of her still lingered on his tongue. This was not how he’d envisioned his return. In his scheme, Maya would’ve already been asleep, taking away any temptation, and he would’ve finished out the night getting her things ready for the next day. She was asking all the right questions. In Dec’s mind, it was only a matter of time before she discovered the correct
