The Templar Prophecy

‘I love you, John. That admission may surprise you, because you have me down as such a cold fish, obsessed with my career and my politics to the exclusion of all else. But I love you so much it hurts.’ She raised a hand to prevent him interrupting. She refused to look him in the eye. ‘My heart flutters like a teenager’s when you enter the room. When you make love to me I feel like I am dying and have gone to heaven. I love the look of you. I love the smell of you. I love the sound of your voice.’
‘So where’s our pr