Page 4 of Vistaria Has Fallen

“No, wait!”

He turned back, patience in every line of his body.

She swallowed. “This is inappropriate and I don’t know how to do it in a way that isn’t totally forward...only...can we...can I...hell...” She cleared her throat again.

He showed curiosity, then dawning understanding.She recognized it as clearly as if he had spoken, for her whole body took an internal leap. Her heart was choking her.

Throughout their short interview, the expression in his eyes had not changed from the cool assessing one. Now she saw heat flicker there. “You have not had your fill of Vistarian men?”

The knowledge in his gaze made her chest hurt. Her body tingled. It killed her finesse. Shehad run out of time, anyway. He wanted to leave. She shook her head. “Not you.” She kept her tone as soft as his.

“Ahh...” An entire conversation lived in that breathed response. Calli heard understanding, pleasure...and regret.

He lifted his hand to where she clutched at the bars. It was his right hand, hidden from the sergeant. The long fingers rested against hers. His touch thrilled her.The tip of his finger slid against the tender flesh of hers. She shivered as desire rippled through her.

He recorded every minute reaction with his dark blue eyes. He gave another of the half-smiles. Regret lingered in his face. He moved his head a fraction.

No.

She let her hands fall away. This time, when he turned to leave she did not stop him. Instead, she rested her heated forehead againstthe cold bars and closed her eyes, as shame flushed through her.

Now, more than ever, she wanted to go home. Even if the man lived up to his promise set her free, she would still be a prisoner on Vistaria.