Chapter 72

He’s asleep now. It’s so quiet down that hall.”

“I want him,” I announce. Conlan’s

smile disappears. “I want him here, with me. You can keep us down

here if you think it’s what’s best but I want him—”

“I can’t do that.” Conlan leans

against the bars like he’s the one in the cell and he’s looking out

at me. “You’re not in any real position to make demands, you know

that, right?” Like he has to remind me. “Everyone’s really scared

right now—”

“We didn’t doanything!” I cry,

and that comes out harsher than I intended. Taking a shaky breath,

I add, “He’s my lover. As in I love him. Do you have that here?

Love?” When he starts to answer, I cut him off. “It’s not just sex

or fucking or fooling around. It’s not just making babies or

feeling good. He’s a part of me, youhave to understand

that.”

“I do,” Conlan whispers.

“Then why—”

“One of the women miscarried,” Conlan

tells me. I stare at him, shocked, and before I can ask him, he