this wasn’t a dream. “I don’t understand.” Julie took her hand. “Sometimes mother’s don’t always know best. I know I cannot ask you to change your mind about this marriage. My son tells me it has been planned for a while, so you must have come to love him. That’s how it works.” She turned to leave. “Take care.” Ash watched the empty space she’d stood in and wondered if the conversation had happened or if it was a figment of her imagination. She let her head drop back on her pillow and closed her eyes, wanting it all to go away. It did for a while, until she got that familiar scent and her blood fizzed and came to life. She sighed and whispered the name that was in her heart and fell into a deep sleep. A few hours later her eyes opened and her gaze went to the recliner chair they had placed in the room when she’d first been admitted. Slowly she shifted so she could lie on her side and watch Kieran sleep with his hands tucked under his head like a little boy. This explained the scent of pine needles so strong in her room. It didn’t explain what he was doing here. She found she didn’t care until his eyes opened and he realised he was caught out. “ How long have you been awake?” he asked yawning as he lifted his head and stretched out on the recliner. Ash tried to do the same but winced at the effort. “A few minutes.” “ They must have reduced your pain relief,” he went to the chart at the foot of her bed and flipped through the chart. So he’d been checking on her. “How long have you been sleeping in my room?” Without answering her question he came over and sat next to her. Even in jeans and a loose t-shirt he still was a larger than life entity in the comfortably sized room. She had no right to have her heart shift rhythms like she was about to free fall from one of those planes she jumped out of when she was doing that charity event for Cancer Kids. She was spoken for. So why was she leaning closer so she could close her eyes and relive that kiss on the beach. The kiss that rocked her world and for a moment made her forget she was in pain. He tilted her head to one side so he could see the bruise on her face. “You have an impressive purple bruise there.” Did he also feel that low current energy flow when he touched her? His gaze narrowed and the pressure of his fingers on her chin increased ever so lightly. Was he going to kiss her? She searched his gaze and realised there was nothing but the unanswered question there. She bit back the sigh that stuck in her throat. With no memory of how the bruise happened she nodded. “Yes, I heard it’s an impressive bruise.” “ You’re being discharged today. You will need medical care even after your discharge. Where will you be staying?” he asked. It was scary that he hadn’t mentioned anything about Alok or her aunt. Maybe he was saving it for when she was at full strength. She nipped the edge of her lip. “Didi is taking me back home. Flights are booked and I leave this evening.” He nodded. “We had spent some time together but I don’t know a lot about you. Where is home?” It still hurt to swallow but somehow this would have hurt anyway. “Alok has a one year contract in New Delhi and we’ve pushed the wedding forward so Didi wants me to move there.” That vein at his jaw was beating again and this time she wasn’t sure why. Dammit why didn’t she have the courage to tell him about Alok? Was it too late? Maybe if she told him how scared she was when she was growing up and how easy it was to say yes when her aunt gave her the option of a lifetime of security. A home. Surely he would understand something like that? He looked around the room like he was searching for the exit sign. Moments passed as his gazed bounced from the door to her, and when she thought she’d lost, he went to stand at the window. His voice sounded gravelly and she could swear he was forcing out the words. “I don’t