Chapter 37

A small, pleased smile escaped before Alexander could stop it. Miah had a way about her. There was no doubt in his mind why Bert wanted her. It wasn’t because she was a healer, as Bert was. It wasn’t because her supernatural beauty drew men to her. It was the entire package. Miah. His Miah. “You give me far too much credit,” he answered her softly. “Thank you for that. Thank you for making a difficult situation easy. I did not expect to feel this way.” He flashed her another smile. “These emotions are difficult to control.”

She tilted her head to look up at him. It should have been declared a sin to look as good as he did. He made butterfly wings brush at her stomach and made her heart somersault at the most unexpected times. His eyes could create a firestorm in her with just one smouldering, brooding look. He could melt a woman, any woman, at twenty paces. Miah cleared her throat, trying hard not to blush, suddenly remembering he was more than likely a shadow in her mind, reading her