"Did you love him?" The question is a low rumble of sound.
"Someone is going to see you!"
"Did. You. Love. Him?" Xaden lifts his head and pins me with a look that borders on feral. "I have to know. I can handle it. But I have to know.
"Oh, for Amari's sake." I grab the lapels of his flight jacket and yank him into my room, and he flicks his wrists, shutting the door behind him. The loud click tells me he's locked it, too. "I was with Halden years ago."
"Yeah, I picked up on that." His brow knits as he nods. "I picked up on a lot of things he was thinking."
I blink. "That's not how your signet--"
"Did you love him?" he repeats.
"Holy shit." My hands fall from his jacket. "You're actually jealous."
"Yes, love, I'm jealous."
-Onyx Storm










