I wanted to capture that look and bottle it to keep with me at all times. That look had made me feel more alive than anything had in a long damn time and the thought of having to run her out of here before I'd even gotten the chance to taste it again made my jaw clench with irritation. But this wasn't about me or my insignificant desires. When had anything I'd desired ever mattered anyway? I was just a pawn in my father's plans and he'd given his instructions clearly enough.
