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concentrating on my naked thighs.
    "What the hell happened?" Isadora demanded, taking a step toward Theo and being cut off by Nico. They glared at each other, but she didn't push forward, taking the silent threat at face value.
    "Are you all right?" Sonya asked. "One hell of a storm," she added, as though she needed to hear it said aloud.
    "You know better than that, Miss Marin," Aktor said softly.
    Sonya's shoulders slumped. "It just looked like a crazy-arsed storm to me," she muttered.
    "Hey," Nico chided softly, moving to wrap an arm around her shoulders. She stiffened but didn't move away. "At least you can't be fooled now. You'll always question your environment. That's got to be good, right? More awareness."
    "More awareness of the crazy-arsed things that are happening," she muttered, but smiled when Nico rolled his eyes.
    " Are you all right, Miss Eden?" Aktor asked pointedly.
    "A bit singed," I whispered, feeling the heat still from Theo's gaze. Why wouldn't he look away?
    "I gather things got out of hand," Aktor said conversationally, as I brushed a lank wet strand of hair out of my eyes.
    I glanced at the house and before Theo could answer that revealing statement said, "I think it's safe to go back inside." The house looked sound, a few windows broken, some more cracked, but at least it had a roof over it to ward off this persistent rain.
    "And how would you know that, Cassandra?" Theo asked, and then utterly stilled. The look of confusion and mortification on his face was almost humorous. He had absolutely no idea where that name had come from obviously.
    And didn't that just suck?
    I let a long suffering breath of air out on a sigh and he broke his statue like appearance to raise one solitary eyebrow at me.
    "We'll do this inside," I said, not waiting to hear any arguments, but starting for the front steps. "I don't know about you lot," I added, not looking back. "But this morning I woke up with my lungs missing and a butcher's excuse for sewing down the front of my chest, I need to sit down. And I'm sick of this freaking rain!" I added on a shout.
    Suddenly I was spun around and Theo's long elegant fingers were unbuttoning my shirt.
    "Hey!" I managed, as Aktor walked past saying, "I'd let him, he's just realised you almost died."
    "Why should he care?" Sonya accused, but looked pale and shaken as she too slid past.
    Followed by a frowning Isadora being shoved ahead of a smiling Nico, who offered me a wink.
    "You've healed," Theo whispered, and my head shook slowly as my body slumped and it just seemed too damn hard.
    "Only physically," I managed to whisper.
    A hand came up and cupped my cheek. It took effort to raise my eyes to his.
    Yep, still searching for something to recognise, but now doused in a hell of a lot of sadness and confusion and heartache.
    This was hurting him too, and he didn't know why.
    "Why can't I remember?" he whispered. "I feel this..." He lowered his face, bringing his forehead against mine in the most intimate action he had performed with me so far.
    Forget what just happened in the bedroom, this here meant something. That did not.
    "Why do I feel this still, if I can't remember?" he rasped.
    "What exactly do you feel?" I pressed. Honesty. We needed honesty if we were to move forward.
    Hell, what were we moving forward to? It couldn't be as good as what we'd had.
    "This longing," he murmured. "A need I don't understand." He laughed unhappily then, and pulled his forehead away, breaking the moment.
    His hand fell from my cheek, but he didn't step back. He looked down at me as I redid the buttons on Aktor's shirt, my fingers fumbling from exhaustion and the knowledge that the world was just so unfair.
    "You're attractive," he suddenly said.
    "But I'm not your type," I finished for him. "I know." My eyes came back up to his face.
    "You're really my Thisavros ?" he asked, but I'm not sure he wanted an answer.
    "Was," I said anyway, and pushed past him to enter the house.
    I dragged my feet up