"For God's sake, Anders, your pacing is driving me wild," Leigh said with exasperation. "Sit down." Anders paused with surprise and turned to peer at the brunette curled up in the corner of the couch with a book in her hands. "I'm not pacing, I'm . . ." She arched her eyebrows, waiting, and he sighed. "Pacing," he acknowledged and sank onto the nearest chair. He rested his elbows on his spread knees, allowing his hands to dangle between them, and stared out the window. After several minutes, he dropped back in the chair with a heavy sigh, then straightened and asked impatiently, "What the devil is she doing up there?" "She's checking with her academic advisor to ensure that missing the first two weeks of classes won't bugger her up for the term," Leigh reminded him patiently. "Yeah, but that should have been a five-minute conversation. She's been up there over an hour," he complained. Valerie had helped clean up the kitchen after breakfast, then had taken Roxy with her and escaped upstairs on the pretext of calling the veterinary college to be sure she was still welcome after missing the first two weeks of the semester. "Yes, well, perhaps whoever she needs to speak to wasn't available and she's waiting for a call back," Leigh suggested. "Or maybe they had work for her to do to keep from falling behind and she's up their reading her textbooks and studying." "Or maybe she's hiding," Anders said unhappily. Leigh tsked with irritation. "Why would she be hiding?" Anders didn't respond, but in his mind he was remembering their kiss that morning . . . well, kisses. Or maybe one kiss. He wasn't sure how to classify it. Did you have to come up for air to classify it as more than one kiss? Or was it counted in minutes or seconds? Because it had been a constant devouring of each other's mouths for several minutes. "Oh my, yes. I see," Leigh murmured. Anders glanced up at her murmur and noted her narrowed concentration on him. She'd read his damn mind. "Yes, that might have made her want to hide out," she said sympathetically. "It wasn't that long ago when I had my first encounter with life mate passion. It was pretty terrifying. And she didn't have any idea what was happening. I mean, as an immortal you had heard about it, had some idea of what to expect, and yet you were still overwhelmed by it. Imagine how she must feel. She got hit by a nuclear explosion of passion out of nowhere." Anders sighed and ran one hand wearily over his closely cropped hair. Leigh wasn't saying a damned thing he hadn't already thought of. Which was why he suspected Valerie was hiding out. The question was, how long would she hide? And how was he supposed to get her to know and trust him if she wouldn't come out of her room?"