“Tell her,” Cat said confidently. “Tell her you want me more than her. I know you do. I could tell when you kissed me.” Aulay almost said “aye,” just to please the woman, and hopefully, use the lie somehow to save Jetta, but then his gaze slid to his wife and he saw the worry and uncertainty in her expression. She truly feared he might prefer her sister, and for a moment he was flummoxed at the thought. How could she not know her value? How could she not know he loved her? That last was a bit startling. Love. Did he love her? The answer was easy: aye. He loved her with both his body and soul.
