Chapter 211

• The light streaming through the blinds slowly woke Kris up. Groaning from all the delicious aches in his body, he stretched blissfully, reaching out to wrap his arm around the woman beside him—until his hand landed on a pillow instead.
• His eyes snapped open, panic zinging through him as he realized Thalassa wasn’t in bed. She was standing at the foot of the bed, one of the sheets wrapped around her body.
• A sense of déjà vu washed over him. This was exactly how things had played out the last time they made love, when she told him that what happened between them meant nothing and would never happen again.