"It means everything." She pushed back again, but the fire was mixed with a plea for understanding. "Or, if it is nothing, as you say, you would not have kept this from me." She was running in the dark and hitting walls searching for him. How could this be so difficult for him to understand? "I see your secrets, Mr. Selwyn," It felt wrong to address him so formally now, "I see your secrets and I welcome them and you deny me. I had a glimpse of you - the real you - and you brush me aside to go to her." Angelica had given every face imaginable to the mystery woman she knew was enjoying her elusive pirate the night she'd encountered him in his study. The idea that the youngest Cosgrove was the woman to know all of him was an insult. "How is she more worthy of you than I am? How do you touch me as you do, write the words you do, and then look through me?"

She found his eyes before she spoke again, her arms crossing tight over her chest to keep from shaking. "I do not want to lose you, but I will not be your mistress while she takes your name, I cannot. Emrys, please." The ground beneath her feet was gone. This was falling without a sense of direction or time, only darkness greeting her fear that he wouldn't lift a finger to catch her.

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