Chapter 19

• Ethan was asleep before I could even process what had happened. His small body felt warm against mine, his breathing steady, his trust in me absolute.
• I exhaled slowly, glancing up at Damien. He stood across the room, watching me with that unreadable gaze of his, the kind that could unnerve even the strongest of men.
• I shifted slightly, careful not to wake Ethan. “Mr. Sinclair, could you have someone take him to bed?” My voice was quiet but firm. “I should be leaving now.”