“Do you still need something from me?” he murmured, his tone rough with defeat. “I already gave you everything I have.”
“That’s a good question.” Abigail answered in a calm and steady voice though her chest ached with emotions she didn’t want him to see. She took a step toward him with her brows drawn as if angry, but that wasn’t the truth.
If only he could see inside her mind, his fear of losing her would vanish in an instant.
Because the truth was simple. The only thing that filled her thoughts was him.
Abigail’s gaze lingered, tracing the man before her as though seeing him for the first time. Her heart tugged in quiet disbelief. This was Kai Montclair...the man who once moved through glittering rooms, dressed in tailored suits, with the air around him heavy with power and command.
