Chapter 105
Mara's POV
By morning the chimney drew again. Ronan coaxed a fire from dry splinters found behind the map cabinet, and the ordinary smell of smoke filled the room where we had nearly kissed. I was grateful for the heat and annoyed at how quickly my body wanted to find him inside it.
He passed me a bowl of porridge without letting our hands meet. Yesterday he held me for almost an hour through two layers of wool. This morning the inch between our fingers felt more intimate because we both knew what else it could contain.
“I don’t regret last night,” I said.
Ronan put the spoon down. “Neither do I.”
“You look as though you’re about to explain why I should.”
“I was going to ask whether you felt the command before I stopped.”
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