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his head. Dense silence filled the room. And I just waited. Somehow, I knew he needed this, someone who didn’t want anything from him, someone who would listen to him, talk to him, someone who didn’t mind sitting beside him without saying a word.
    “What’s your family like?” Christian barely whispered. His feet rocked back and forth in a slow sway as he tugged at the hem of his shirt. He tilted his head to look back at me, that same expression that had rocked my foundation earlier stealing my breath.
    I didn’t know if he’d used his question as a distraction from where ever he had been caught up in his mind or if he really wanted to know about them. Looking at him now, I guessed maybe they were related.
    I swallowed, oriented myself to his hidden world, found my voice. “They’re wonderful . It’s just me, my mom, and my two sisters. My mom...she’s strong. She taught us to be strong, to work hard for whatever we want in life.”
    Christian had drifted closer, the side of his thigh pressed against mine. Tonight his eyes didn’t stray from my face, but remained steady, locked on mine, searching. I fought getting lost in the murky sea that was Christian Davison, in the places he didn’t allow people to invade, but seemed willing to show me now.
    When he didn’t look away, I continued on. “My dad left when we were young. It was rough on my mom, but she never let it ruin her. She worked so hard to take care of us. Even though she worked long hours, she always made the time to make each of us feel special. Of course, my sisters and I had to take care of the house and each other while she was at work, but it just made us all closer.” I stuttered through a self-conscious laugh when I felt tears welling up. “We’re all really close, have always been.”
    I quickly wiped them away. “I’m sorry...I didn’t mean to get all emotional on you. This is the longest I’ve gone without seeing any of them.”
    I forced a smile, wondering how this moment had gone from light to heavy in ten seconds flat.
    Christian seemed to have that way about him.
    “Don’t apologize. I wanted to know,” he said with a gentle curve of his mouth, and I realized he’d inched away, an almost indiscernible separation, but one I knew had been purposed.
    I shook myself off, turned back to look at him in the dimness of the room. “So what’s your family like?”
    He lifted one shoulder, dropped it just as quick. “You know the story...workaholic dad, self-absorbed mom, not much to tell.”
    “I’m sorry.” I resisted the urge to reach out and smooth the pained lines creasing his forehead.
    “Don’t be.” Christian sighed and ran his palms down the length of his thighs, breaking the tension in the air. “I should get going. This was really cool, Elizabeth. Thank you.”
    I didn’t know if I should admit it, if he would take it wrong or if he would misunderstand, but I said, “I’m really glad you were here.”
    Even if he did, I wanted him to know it was the truth. I loved being in New York, but tonight was the first night since I got here that I didn’t feel alone.
    Christian had filled that place in me that needed someone, a friend, someone to listen.
    I hoped I could fill that place in him, too.

Chapter Three
    Christian
     
    From her doorway, Elizabeth watched me walking down her hallway. I kept glancing behind me, making sure she was still there. The way she had her head cocked, her blonde hair fell in sheets of gentle waves over one shoulder, and that same smile that had torn me up the entire night whispered at the edges of her mouth.
    All I wanted to do was turn around and bury my hands in those waves, to tilt her head up and press my lips to hers. She’d taste sweet. I’d put money on it. She’d have to rise to her toes to meet me, and I could almost feel the way the length of her body would mold against mine as she struggled to get closer.
    The need was strong, and I knew I had to get away from her and put