"Say no more," he whispered in a strangled voice. "Not another word."
Simon.
She could see the struggle in David's face and body. She had enraged him to the point where he wanted to hurt her. But he was not going to let himself do it. She thought she must have taken a hundred breaths before he released his grip on her shoulders, pushing her away a little.
Again she wondered what he had been through that would give him such iron self-control. She stood looking at him, breathing heavily in the aftermath of her terror.
I am a fool to despise anything as powerful as what he has.
He raked her with his eyes, then turned toward the door.
"Do not bother to find out about Rachel for me," she said. "I will go myself."
He stopped, and the fury in his face made her brace herself again for an attack.
"You cannot go. You cannot be seen going into Tilia's."