My chest raised and fell. In the past, that man’s voice had made me smile, cry, moan, and bite my lips in ecstasy. Now, it filled me with different emotions. I felt protected, heard, and important. After everything I said and did, Desmond didn’t give up on me and kept following me to come to my rescue at the perfect time. Was he deranged or seriously in love with me? “Yes, I did. I called for your help,” I said. My eyes searched for a glimpse of him around the height of the great ...