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Let it all go. Tomorrow will take care of itself.” He nestled his head next to hers, breathing in the fresh spring fragrance of her hair. She made him feel good in a way he hadn’t felt in a long time. “Your only job now is to finish healing. Then, I’ll take you to the Council.”
    She tensed at his words. “I’m not looking forward to that.”
    He stroked her softly, sending out a tendril of his healing energy into the scars that caused her small hurts, wishing he could heal her mind as easily.
    “I’ll be with you every step of the way, Jana.”
    She pulled back, her face scrunched up in confusion as she watched him.
    “Why, Darak? Why are you being so kind to me?”
    “Because I have to. I don’t know why, but I know you need me, and I need to be there for you.”
    “This is more than a healer looking after his patient, isn’t it?” She sounded suspicious.
    “Yes, that’s true. Though, in some remote areas of this galaxy, people still believe that if you save a life, you are responsible for that person for the rest of their lives.”
    “You have no responsibility toward me.”
    “Ah, but there you’re wrong. Not only because you’re now a cousin-in-law. There’s more to it than that. Some connection formed when I healed you, I guess. It’s more…” He found it hard to describe what he felt. “It’s something I can’t explain.”
    She shocked him by placing her warm little palm against his heart, pressing close.
    “I was empathic, even as a child, Darak. Even without focusing my Talent, I can feel a little of what you’re feeling.” She closed her eyes, concentrating without drawing on her Talent. That would have been too dangerous. But the energy currents lived in the air around all beings, they both knew, and that might be enough for her to learn entirely too much about what drove him now.
    He pulled back, and her eyes opened in confusion.
    “Don’t do it, Jana. You don’t want to know what I’m feeling.”
    She tilted her head to the side, studying him.
    “Why not?”
    “Because you’re not ready for it.” His voice dropped low, and his gaze held hers as the tension between them grew thick.
    “Not ready for what? The truth?”
    “The truth…” he tugged her a little roughly back into his arms, “…and this.” His lips met hers with a passion he hadn’t yet shown her. He devoured her mouth, licking, sucking and even nipping his way past all her defenses. She moaned as he started a rhythm with his tongue that was echoed in her suddenly aching pussy.
     
     

CHAPTER TWO
     
    Darak came to visit her again, several weeks later. It was the longest he’d gone between visits, and Jana was sure his neglect had to do with the rather strong emotions he had revealed during his last visit. She didn’t bring it up and neither did he, each very circumspect in their conversation while Healer Barath checked her a final time.
    Barath was a Specitar who excelled only in healing, and that to a very great degree. He had overseen her treatment, and he took a moment to explain what had been done with her injuries to Darak, though he had never done so before to her knowledge. Yet, Darak seemed to know too much about her specific injuries as she listened to him talk with the older man—more than he should have known from just his initial treatment of her to save her life.
    She eyed him suspiciously until the old healer left the room.
    “What?” The smirk was back, and it served as a warning to her. Darak was in his typical devilish mood.
    “You’ve been checking up on me.”
    He nodded, not embarrassed in the least to be caught. “The Council asked me to keep tabs on your progress since I have some healing ability and was already familiar with your injuries.”
    She sat back against her pillows, deflated for a moment, but she still didn’t trust him.
    “I don’t understand how your rankings work. Why are you a Master Mage and Barath a Specitar? What makes you any different from him and