Marcus studied the blindfold in Evangeline's hands with the same intensity he might have once used to evaluate a potential threat. The silence stretched between them, thick with possibility and weighted with the significance of what this small decision represented.
Samantha could practically feel him thinking, analyzing not just what he wanted, but what she needed, what they both could handle, and what would serve their tentative journey back to each other.
"No," he said finally, and Samantha felt an unexpected stab of disappointment that surprised her with its intensity. "Not yet."
Evangeline's eyebrow arched with interest. "And why not, darling? I'm curious about your reasoning."
