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“What is this word?”
Оглавление“Neeca,” she said, swallowing.
His brows crunched. “Why did you write that?”
A lump lodged in her throat and she shook her head, neither able nor willing to speak.
He put his hand on her chin and forced her eyes to his. “Why, Neeca?”
Unable to add lying to her list of sins, she told him. “Because you called me that.”
“It was so important?”
She pursed her lips and nodded, braving his eyes. He looked at the parchment again, following the words with his finger, hovering over the last few. “And what did you write of last night, Neeca?”
She bit her lip. He was too close, too close to knowing how important he had become.
He cupped her head in his hand and tilted up her chin to force her to meet his eyes. Even her lips quivered, wanting to feel his again….
