"The mere thought of the Chosen female made him close his eyes and falter his feet on the stairs. But then he threw off the sting. 'Cuz it was either that or go into a black-hole tailspin. The good news? He'd spent a lot of time over the last nine months trying to pull his mind, his emotions, his soul off the topic of Selena. So he was used to this kind of power lifting. Unfortunately, she remained a constant preoccupation, as if he had a low-level fever that dogged him no matter how much he slept and attempted to eat right. And on some nights, it was a lot more than preoccupation--which was why he'd had to leave the Brotherhood mansion at times and crash back at his condo at the Commodore.