morning, Hou
pped, but the wo
bones slick with the night's memory. Morning sunlight hung behind the clouds like a ghost... present, but unwilling to touch anything too inti
he kind that don't sit behind your eyelids but instead crawl under your skin. At some point, she'd kicked her covers off, body fl
emembered
er blood while the rest of her body slept. It wasn't the sound itself that haunted her... i
th the scent of last night's rain. Girls passed her in stages of undress-laughing, whispering, hips swaying
fferent this morning. Til
the center. Her bare feet touched cold stone as if the heat had left the
hear the
felt
a held breath. Then-wood creaked, i
like bribes. His coat was dark gray, damp at the hem, fitted to a body built not for carriages but fo
e flame thr
rgot how t
m. And when his gaze landed on her, something inside her
the way a storm
sting against the banister. "Welcome to the House of
as quieter than e
have a girl who
assed thro
straig
"She is not for sale.
eft Jasmine. "Th
t belonged to him. Like he'd w
rked around a breath that felt larger than her lungs. When he passed by one of th
our stage?
ebrow. "I don't
dn't
eard me la
ir cr
ou
," he sai
ine ti
e late. I d
ain. A flicker. Not
then pulled a chair beneath him and
y I'd perfor
you needed t
e flush clim
like they already held the strings. She wasn't thinking. She was feeling. That was
y, each note like a footp
had been whisp
grew close. Th
ng at her chest, the pulse of the song rising like breath before a kiss. His e
ote faded, she felt ba
sto
ad he stepped into her space. His han
what you ar
s parted. "I'm not yours,
s closer now
ly she feared it would
, he stepped back, a
e reached into the inner pocket of his coat and placed a small black object on the table beside them. Sh
ready to come f
just like that,
ject and his eyes burned into her m
sound of it closing was the loudes
a moment later, lips
too," Jasmine
ted the token with two finge
ng," she
through her nose
she said. "He didn'
ispered. "He c