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Keeping his voice without inflection, he explained, “My father worked in logging camps when my parents were first alows My mother never complained, but when my father was able to buy into a mill and make his own lumber, he built her a proper house I used that floor plan as a starting point”

Clair cocked her head, her whih to puncture the heart he’d hardened to get through this “You always surprise me when you’re sentimental”

“Sentimental?” The word arrested him He suddenly saw thea place to go to, anticipating time to relax once he defeated Van Eych, but it turned out this was yet another attempt to resurrect the dead

“I thought I just lacked i a finger in the air, urging her to turn so he could help her out of her coat

She huddled deeper into the thick folds for a h for questions to flash into his ainst him? Didn’t want him too close? Didn’t want to risk his touch? Wanted to be ready to run when he stopped watching her long enough?

With a skittishness she hadn’t shown since that first day, she offered him her back

As he stepped behind her, she tensed and cleared her throat but only said, “It’s not a lack of iination to surround yourself with the familiar”

Her scent clouded around hihtened Heat poured into his loins He ruthlessly controlled hi on the inane conversation to dispel the sexual awareness overwhel him

“Trying to fix the past by using what’s left in the present is foolish”

“Don’t call it foolish!” She spun Her hair whipped his knuckles in delicious castigation

He inhaled and she folded her fingers into fists that she tucked under her bent elbows

“The trinkets I have of ed quietly “They don’t offer the kind of e Your parents loved each other and you cherish that There’s nothing foolish about building that into your ho to have a house built on love”