Elsie trembled. He could surely feel the tremors in her arms, but there was nothing she could do to stop them. She should be glad she’d managed to remain standing in the wake of his confession. She felt as if she’d been slammed into by a savage, cresting wave. Every secret part of her, every little nook in her heart she’d dared to fill with dreams of Damon, was rejoicing. The rest of her was too stunned to do anything besides shake.