“I know that in my heart,” Stella said, obviously having picked up on Ciro’s thoughts. “It’s just my head that has a hard time.”
Ciro took her hand in his and caressed the top with his thumb. He hadn’t realized how much he needed to touch her. “Does this bother you?” He motioned to their hands.
She shook her head slowly. “I’m sort of surprised it doesn’t bother me. It’s been a long time since I’ve wanted to be touched.”
“So you want to be touched?”
She looked away shyly. “Only by you. I mean, it doesn’t bother me for the other healers to touch me, but I wouldn’t be able to stand it if another guy touched me.”
Ciro tried to bite back the low growl. “That is a good thing, amor, because I wouldn’t be able to stand it either.” He’d never considered his possessiveness as a weakness until n
