Chapter 367: Tuesday. Alec's House, Seattle, Washington.

VARA PACED THE WIDTH of Alec's room while the two men yelled at each other.

Her insides were molten hot, and it felt as though a swarm of hornets were stinging her nerves. Her chest was hot. Her legs were cold. Her head pounded. The smell of soap from the basket of clean laundry was nearly overpowering.

He said he loved her.

Alec loved her.

She hadn't expected that.

Stay in Seattle, do the relationship thing. Those she'd been expecting. But love?

It wasn't just her. She wasn't the only one in love.

They loved each other. What did that mean? What could it mean? How did this change their lives? What were they going to do with this knowledge? Why did she love him? Why this man?

A dozen memories flitted through his brain.