“He’d begun to notice an almost indiscernible noise coming from his bands. Kala was closing in on him; the cabin was no longer safe. He hated to ruin the laid back atmosphere they had going in the cabin. He’d gotten to know Violet better with each day that passed, and six days in, he was smitten. At times he thought she felt the same. But he couldn’t be sure. Xanthus studied the woman beside him, and wondered for the millionth time why she was helping him. She’d even planned a mock Christmas din...ner just for him. She paused and looked up from the list she was scribbling in a notepad. “You’re staring at me again, Xan. You know how I feel about that. What’s wrong?” “Why are you helping me?” “Why not?” “Because really I am none of your concern and I bring the potential of danger to you.” “Well, what’s life without a little danger? Besides, there are still people out there who do the right thing. My people were originally brought over to this country as slaves.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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