Steam by Lynn Tyler

Author:Lynn Tyler [Tyler, Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Liquid Silver Books
Published: 2014-12-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

A shaft of light hit him straight in the face and Sloan groaned a little. He already knew he wasn’t in his own room. The scent of wild flowers was a dead giveaway. Opening his eyes, Sloan stared at the woman next to him. Her red hair was spread out over the pillow, and her fist was curled up loosely by her face. She looked positively angelic, even though he knew she could be a little hellion when she put her mind to it.

Sunny shifted around, moving closer and closer, until she was snuggled right up against him. She nuzzled her nose against his shoulder and wrapped herself around his arm before throwing her leg over his thigh.

A smile broke over his face. He was pleasantly surprised at how much he liked the cuddling. He’d never actually nestled up with a woman before. Dara had always liked her space in bed and he’d never complained.

An ache formed in his chest, and he rubbed at it. He recognized the sweet pain. It was love, pure and simple. He should have guessed his feelings for Sunny had developed past the grudging admiration he’d first felt and into something much more when jealousy had overwhelmed him at the thought of her meeting the dragon prince.

For the first time in a long time, Sloan didn’t feel a crushing agony when he thought about Dara. He knew what he needed to do. It was time for him to let go.

Easing out of Sunny’s hold, Sloan slid from the bed and slipped on his pants. He tiptoed into the hall, closing the door softly behind him. It was early enough that he didn’t need to worry about being caught leaving the fire handler’s room. Not that anyone was clueless about their relationship. Every single occupant of the castle had teased him about it at least once since he started seeing Sunny.

Still, he didn’t know what Sunny would think if anyone caught him sneaking out of her room, so he hauled ass down the hall to his own suite.

He looked around the bedroom and sank onto the bed. This room hadn’t changed in more than twenty-five years. Stroking the blue bedspread, Sloan thought back to the day he’d walked in and found his suite totally redone. Dara had giggled and asked if he’d loved it. He’d loved it because she had done it for him.

This room didn’t seem like his anymore. In fact, he hadn’t done more than shower and change clothes in his room in weeks. His mind set on what he knew he had to do, he dressed quickly and took a deep breath.

Dara’s picture smiled up at him from his dresser, right next to the vase that held her ashes. He picked up the photo and looked at it, tracing his finger over the line of her jaw. “Dara, sweetie…” he stopped to clear his throat as tears misted over his vision. “I love you. You’ll always be the first woman I’ve ever loved.

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