Chapter 37

Zara 

For a moment, neither of us moves. Then Locke rises from the couch, with me still all wrapped around him, and gently sets me on my feet. 

“You relax,” he says. “I’ll go start the bath.” 

Clam 

Before I can answer, he brushes a kiss across my forehead and disappears into the bathroom. A second later, I hear running water. 

Silence settles over the apartment, real silence this time. And suddenly I’m very very aware of exactly what is about to happen, and my pulse stumbles. 

Oh. My. God.