Chapter 44 The Promise He Never Spoke

• Darren eased the door shut behind him, careful not to let it creak. His chest still rose and fell heavier than it should, not from the wound or the exertion, but from her. Nina.
• The echo of her arms around him lingered, her warmth pressed into him like it had branded his skin. He had kissed her; he’d let himself taste what he had been denying all this time. And it had undone him.
• He moved down the dim corridor, leaning a hand on the wall when his leg faltered. The bandages around his side were already spotted with fresh red, but the sting was nothing compared to the turmoil inside him.