Chapter 29

Emory’s heart raced when his lips touched hers; they were fierce and demanding. It was impossible not to respond, her desire growing stronger with every passing minute.

But she knew they had to focus on the many things at hand, even as she lost herself in the moment. She pulled away, her breathing ragged.

“Wait,” she said. “We have a lot to do.”

His expression was serious as he looked at her. “I know,” he said. “But if we’re being honest, this is top of the list.”

Taking a cautious step away from him, she licked her lips and eyed him.

“Rahl.”

“Lady Chavére,” he said with a smile and stepped forward after her. “I’m not making you uncomfortable, am I?”

“We both know you know the answer to that.” Emory eyed him, then turned towards the stairwell as she sensed Sabine closing in.

Rahl followed her gaze, watching until Sabine came into view at the top of the stairs. Gasping, she bolted down to them.

Sabine held her shoulders and looked at her. “Are you okay?” she asked.

“I’m ok.”