Chapter 43 Burried Memories, And Annoying Ex-husbands

• I pulled away from Kaelan's intoxicating kiss. Every fiber of my being screamed to continue, to lose myself in his touch, but I forced myself to create distance between us. The battle awaited us, and I couldn't afford to be distracted, no matter how tempting the distraction.
• "What did you mean when you said you and I have met before? Was it back at Mr. Grokon's estate, or is there something more?" I asked, desperate to redirect my thoughts away from how his lips had felt against mine.
• He was quiet for a moment, watching me like he'd kiss me again. I didn't want him to, not when his kisses screwed with my head. Not when his touch made me weak in the knees.