The Taking
The Taking
“Now she had almost fainted right in front of Felix, and she was clinging to her sofa cushions like she would float away without them as an anchor. She wasn’t sure he’d ever actually seen her when she wasn’t at her absolute worst.
“We’ve all had our moments where we don’t want to be alone,” he said, his light eyes darkening. “Stop apologizing. You do it constantly.”
She did. She knew that. It was ingrained in her from Beau, and maybe even from her mother. But did he have to make it sound like such a criticism? She was pretty sure there were worse flaws than saying you were sorry. “Okay, geez. I’ll never apologize to you again.”
“Petulance doesn’t suit you,” he said softly. “I didn’t mean it to sound insulting. I just think you should hold your chin up a little higher ... please yourself from time to time instead of worrying about everyone else. Don’t worry about what I think, what anyone thinks.”
Regan studied Felix’s expression. He looked concerned, nothing more.
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