Torment Me: A Dark Historical Romance by Elizra Down

Author:Elizra Down [Down, Elizra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Shugar & Spyce Books
Published: 2021-10-26T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 26

Sarina

My breast hadn’t stopped burning all night. My heart hadn’t stopped pounding either. Every dream repeated the feeling of Marc touching me, and when I woke in his arms, I wasn’t ready to look at his beautiful face.

Nothing had happened with Annette. He’d told me so, and I believed him even if he refused to provide details. Whatever else I wanted to learn, I’d have to address her directly. But not today. Today, Marc and I assessed the state of the town to see if we might be able to make a difference.

I had to pull myself together and stop thinking about how his hand had fit perfectly around me while he’d drawn my tender flesh to his lips and—

“You seem dazed.” Marc’s voice lilted with a smile, and I blinked back into the woods. We’d just left through the slim back gate, and we had a trek through the forest before we’d make it to the town.

I took a breath. “It’s strange seeing you without your cloak.”

“Oh?” His eyes maintained on me, heated. “Is that so?”

“Yes.” I focused ahead on the path and not on the distinct feeling he knew what was consuming my every thought. Could I dare to believe he knew because he was facing a similar obsessive mindset?

It wasn’t like I’d touched him so indecently.

“I thought it might be too familiar. It’s not too cold this morning.”

“Familiar?” I shook my head. “We never saw you.”

“Rarely, but not never. You had to be in the right places.” He cleared his throat, a touch of nervousness about him, and I couldn’t picture the blond boy with the brilliant blue eyes as the fearsome man in the bone mask at all. There was a wild youth about him right now, in the sunlight. He seemed untouchable, but he was within reach.

My fingers gravitated toward his hand, and his breath hitched slightly, but he didn’t stutter in his step as I lifted his palm. “No gloves either.”

“Those are in my pocket. In case my fingers get cold.”

I held his hand, twining my fingers with his. “Will this keep them warm?”

“What about my other hand?” he murmured. “It might be awkward if you held both my hands.”

Before I could draw away and laugh it off, he brought the back of my hand up to his lips and held tight, sighing a warm breath against my skin. “Nope. It’s mine now.”

The heat I felt in the middle of autumn couldn’t be explained.

Neither could the cold that swept over me when we broke out of the woods and saw the town. Sprawling before us, a spattering of fields led up to shacks that slipped into shops and houses that may actually be strong enough to withstand a harsh wind. I knew that too many of those homes had become vacant and that too many of these shacks were new, built out of whatever could be found.

Marc squeezed my hand.

Staring at it now, it all seemed so large and so far gone. What

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