MARK'S POV

I laid against my back, head facing the ceiling.

For the hundredth time, I tossed from side to side. Nothing seemed good enough for me.

Damn it!

I jumped right to my feet and began pacing around the room.

It had suddenly become too hot and stuffy. I needed some fresh air. I needed to calm my throbbing nerves.

The evening was cool and satisfying. I stood under the open sky, my hands clasped to my side.

So her real name was Samien. She had such a beautiful name just like her face.

Little wonder I had always felt different about her face. A man with such a...