Meg gulped and reminded herself that this was what had gotten
her heart in trouble in the first place. He was just trying to show his
gratitude. Besides it had been a long time for him. He hadn’t had sex
since his illness had taken over. Meg hadn’t forgotten their bonding.
Cian was a carnal creature. He would want that pleasure as soon as
possible. They needed to get a few things straight.
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“Please don’t call me wife,” she said in a firm voice. Cian’s brow
arched quizzically, but he allowed her to continue. “I’m not from this
plane.”
“No,” Cian interjected. “You’re from the human plane. You were
born in a place called Texas and lived in a city called Fort Worth. You
lived in a small apartment, and you hated it. There was no beauty to it.
The walls were beige. The carpet was beige. It wasn’t a home. It was
like purgatory, a place to wait. Explain this purgatory to me.”
He sat up and crossed his legs. He switched from hot and bothered
potential lover to curious student. Meg was struck dumb by how
accurately he had described her little apartment. It had nothing of her
in it. It was a place to eat and sleep. It wasn’t a home. “How did you
know?”
Cian’s expression was serene and patient. It was disconcerting
how quickly he could change. “We are bonded, lover. I saw your soul,
and you saw mine. It’s the deepest bond two souls can form. You can
try running from me, Meggie, but it won’t work. I know you deep
down. I know what you need.”
She felt her whole body flush with embarrassment. She
remembered things from Cian’s life like they were her own memories.
What had he pulled out of her head? She felt very vulnerable in that
moment, even more vulnerable than she had been with Beck. The