“You love Camilla,” she said then, completely off topic. I couldn’t deny it. Didn’t want to. “I do.” “Have you told her?” “Not in those words exactly.” Sabina rolled her eyes. “Men. You have all the courage to bust into a high security prison and rescue your woman, but saints forbid you say a four-letter word.” She scoffed and waved me off. “Get out of my sight before I drag you downstairs and compel you to tell the girl the truth.”
