“I’m talking to you now.”
“Well, now I don’t want to talk.” She broke away and started to climb back up.
“Then you’ll listen.” He caught her around the waist and tossed her over his shoulder. “And we’re going to do this far enough from the house so that I know your family isn’t breathing down my neck.” When he reachedthe bottom, he flipped her over and dropped her to her feet. “One step,” he warned. “You take one step away and I’ll haul you back.”
“I wouldn’t give you the satisfaction.” She struggled with the tears, preferring temper. “You want to have your say. Fine. Then I’ll have mine as well. I accept your position on our relationship. I deeply regret you feel it necessary to keep Jessie away from me.”
“I never—”
“Don’t deny it. For days before I left for Ireland you kept her at home.” She picked up a handful of pebbles and threw them out to sea. “Wouldn’t want your little girl too near the witch, after all.” She whirled back to him. “For God’s sake, Boone, what did you expect from me? Did you see me rubbing my hands together and croaking out, ‘I’ll get you, my pretty—and your little dog, too’?”
His lips quirked at that, and he reached out, but she spun away. “Give me some credit, Ana.”
“I did. A little later than I should have, but I did. And you turned away. Just as I’d known you would.”
“Known?” Though he was getting tired of the choreography, he pulled her around again. “How did you know how I’d react? Did you look in your crystal ball, or just have your psychic cousin take a stroll through my head?”
“Neither,” she said, with what control she had left. “I wouldn’t let Sebastian look, and I didn’t look myself, because it seemed unfair. I knew you’d turn away because …”
“Because someone else had.”
“It doesn’t matter, the fact is you did turn away.”
“I just needed to take it in.”
“I saw the way you looked at me that night.” She shut her eyes. “I’ve seen that look before. Oh, you weren’t cruel like Robert. There were no names, no accusations, but the result was the same. Stay away from me and mine. I don’t accept what you are.” She wrapped her arms tight and cupped her elbows for warmth.
“I’m not going to apologize for having what I think was a very normal reaction. And damn it, Ana, I was tired, and half-crazy. Watching you lie there in bed all those hours, and you were so pale, so still. I was afraidyou wouldn’t come back. When you did, I didn’t know how to treat you. Then you were telling me all of this.”
She searched for calm, knowing it was the best way. “The timing was bad all around. I wasn’t quite strong enough to deal with your feelings.”
“If you had told me before—”
“You would have reacted differently?” She glanced toward him. “No, I don’t think so. But you’re right. I should have. It was unfair, and it was weak of me to let things go as far as they did.”
“Don’t put words in my mouth, Ana. Unless you’re—what do you call it? Linked? If you’re not linked with me, you don’t know what I’m feeling. It hurt that you didn’t trust me.”
She nodded, brushing a tear from her cheek. “I know. I’m sorry.
“You were afraid?”
“I told you—I was a coward.”
He frowned, watching the hair blow around her face as she stared out at the moon-kissed sea. “Yes, you did. The night you came across my sketch. The one of the witch. That upset you.”
She shrugged. “I’m oversensitive sometimes. It was just the mood. I was …”
“About to tell me, and then I scared you off with my evil witch.”
“It seemed a difficult time to tell you.”
“Because you’re a coward,” he said mildly, watching her. “Let me ask you something, Ana. What did you do, exactly, to Jessie that day?”
“I linked. I told you—I’m an empath.”
“It hurt you. I saw.” He took her arm, turning her to face him. “Once you cried out, as if it was unbearable. Afterward, you fainted, then slept like the dead for more than a day.”
“That’s part of it.” She tried to push his hand away. It hurt too much to be touched when her defenses were shattered. “When the injuries are so serious, there’s a price.”