Josie Pov

Ronan just stood there, watching me, looking at every part of my body, as if he was expecting something. I felt hot under his penetrating gaze. 

"Who took you?" he asked, pulling me out of my thoughts of him. I blinked, not understanding his question at first. 

"What do you care?" I asked. I had expected anger and maybe indifference, not this. Not the way he looked at me like he had spent hours convincing himself I would open my eyes again.

"Because it's my duty to catch the person who took you." The moment he said that, everything that happened rushed back to me. Everything he said...