“Why is it that he behaves as I would expect from your husband?” Heat crept into my cheeks. “He’s the Advisor to the Crown.” Tawny stared at me. “And a friend. A close friend—but not like that,” I quickly added as interest sparked along Tawny’s features. “Honestly, I don’t know what it’s like. It’s complicated.” “I would say,” she murmured. “And I cannot wait to hear all about this complication in excruciatingly painful detail.”
