Page 94 of Auctioned to the Cruel Highlander
Ciaran reached out before he thought better of it. His thumb brushed the tear from her cheek. The skin there was warm where the tear had been.
Ava turned her face sharply under his hand and sat up. “And ye ruined it.”
The words came out with such force that he dropped his hand at once.
He stared at her. “Ruined it?”
“Aye.”
“Ava, I didnae mean to?—”
Ava’s breath shook. “Aye, but ye did, did ye nae? Ye ruined it with yer distance, yer decision—everything.”
He said nothing.
She pressed one hand hard against her mouth for a second, then dragged it away and looked squarely at him as though whatever held her back had broken clean through.
“Ye do this to me, and then ye tell me ye want an annulment.”
Ciaran felt every part of his body go still.
Ava kept going. “Ye ken, maybe the annulment is what we need. For the love of God, I am unable to figure ye out. In fact, I think I preferred it when I only kent ye as theSilent Death.”
“This is difficult for me, too.”
“Is it? Because so far, there is only one confused party here, and it is me. Ye pull away, and then ye come close. Ye say things, and then ye unsay them with yer whole manner. Ye make choices for me, choices for yerself, choices for us both, and ye never seem to ken what ye want until it has already hurt me.”
Her voice had lost all care for order now. It came fast and raw, and he could see in her face that the words were surprising her even as she said them.
“And all the while, I…” She stopped and squeezed her eyes shut, then opened them again with tears bright on her lashes. “All the while, I wanted ye so much that I could hardly bear it.”
The confession hit him like a physical blow. His mind still refused it for one beat as the words settled around him.
What?Had he heard that right?
She laughed once, a broken sound devoid of humor. “Do ye ken what that is like?”
Ciaran’s mouth opened, but nothing came out.
Ava’s hands had curled into the coat beneath her. “Sometimes I feel as if I will burst from something I cannae even describe. I am angry with ye and hurt by ye, and still I…” Her throat worked. “Still, I think of how close I want ye. Still, I lie awake wanting yer hands on me. Then I look at ye and forget every sensible thing I ever meant to do.”
He could only stare at her.
“What?” she snapped. “Ye are short of words now?”
“What?” It was all he had.
Ava’s face crumpled for one second before she pulled it back into shape. “That is what I thought.” She got to her knees as if to rise. “I need ye to help me through this, and ye stand there talking about an annulment.”
That was the final straw.
He caught her before she could get to her feet and pulled her into him.Then his lips landed fierce and hard on hers. The kiss wasfilled with hunger, anger, and the relief of finally knowing that this torment had been on both sides.
Ava made a sound against his mouth and gripped his shoulders. He held the back of her neck with one hand and her waist with the other, and kissed her until everything around them disappeared.
She kissed him back with equal fervor as he pulled her closer until there was no space left between their bodies. The coat beneath them bunched under their knees, and soon, her fingers were in his hair, and his breath had grown ragged.
When he lifted his mouth from hers, it was only far enough to ask one question.
