I nod, seeing the sense in her words. “Give me a short while and I can send you all the information I have on him.” She continues. After discussing the matter a bit more, I promise Antonia that I would look into the emissary and then shut the call. Immediately after, I shoot a text to Anders, one
Fiona’s POV For a moment, Micah just stares at me and I can’t help but tuck my hair behind my ear. Suddenly, this all seems like a very bad idea. Why had I thought of this again? I have half the mind of running away, when his fingers reach out and touch the rose in my mouth. His thumb traces my
"No. Now, are you done trying to distract me, Miss Fiona or do you want to … get out?" he asks, his voice holding an almost teasing edge. God, this man knows exactly what he is putting me through. Sighing heavily, I decide to take off my shoes and curl up on the couch. Then, I simply watch him wor
Fiona’s POV I let out a scream as the elevator drops. My heart is pounding and I am terrified. “Micah!” I can’t help but call out his name and my voice sounds scared even to my own ears. A pang of embarrassment takes hold of me. For three years, I have made peace with the fact that I can only de
“I can’t just leave you here.” I whisper, conflicted. At my words, his expression hardens. “Well, you did it once, you can do it again. I don’t need your fucking help Fiona. Just go to your damn meeting. Leave.” The intensity of his harsh words makes me take a step back and his tone is like a kni
Fiona’s POV I have only taken a few steps when I know I cannot take any more. It’s like an invisible rope holds me back, rooting me to a stop. I tell myself that it is because it’s not in my nature to leave someone behind like this. I tell myself that my morals don’t give me the permission for thi
Time that we just didn’t have. And yet, here it is, ready for me to use. Could it be that Micah had stayed up working the entire night for … this? But, how is that possible? I thought he was using Mistyca’s office space to work on LC matters. I shake my head, confused. I am not the only one who
Fiona’s POV “This is the place you are most comfortable with?” I ask Jason, unable to control my shock. He shrugs his shoulders and rocks back on his heels, giving me a smile that puts me on edge. “Of course, what better place is there to talk about new relationships than a bar?” He says with a w