Chapter 214

Zavian went utterly still as though her words had momentarily drained every last ounce of his strength then his arms dropped slightly from where they had been loosely circling her waist.

“What?” The single word was little more than a hoarse exhalation of disbelief rasping past his parted lips.

Emmeline nodded, holding his bewildered stare steadily. “I’m serious,” she confirmed in that same calm tone despite the way her pulse fluttered wildly in her throat. “I don’t know the exact term, but I found his file by chance when we moved. His diagnosis was right there on his desk, plain as day. He’s incapable of getting intimate with me.”

For a long moment, Zavian’s piercing gaze remained locked on her face as though searching for any hint of deception. Then he stepped back with a soft grunt of mingled frustration and disbelief, putting distance between their bodies and raking one hand agitatedly through his hair.

“You’re telling me this now?” he demanded. “Do you en