Chapter 378

Calix said nothing for a while on the drive to wherever he was taking her. Cassia was wary. She’d made her getaway from the bedroom that morning as an act of self-protection. Could he be angry because she hadn’t been there when he’d woken up? But surely that’s all he’d wanted? Sex. She wouldn’t be surprised if he’d expected her to go back to her own room afterwards, to come to him only as some kind of concubine. And then she coloured as she remembered how tired she’d been afterwards, how she hadn’t been able to move another muscle…

She looked over. His profile was grim. His jaw was stern. She felt like reaching across and kissing that jaw, making him relax and teasing him into a smile; like the one she’d seen earlier, which had been for Thea, not her. He hated her. She knew he did. Despite what he’d said, he had to. She represented such an awful time in his life, when everything had conspired against him and he’d been totally alone against them all. She had to turn and look away again