burning through halos. Then thereâs the alcohol fumes. Those arenât great for halos and wings either.â
She looked sad. If she said anything about letting Jen down, he was throwing her overboard.
âShe could talk about you forever,â she said instead. âShe was completely and utterly awestruck by everything about you.â
Jenâs beautiful, bottomless eyes caressed him. The way she had looked at him, always with disbelief at her own dumb luck at having found him. Heâd known exactly how she felt. He had felt it tenfold.
âThat wasnât always the case,â he said softly, mostly to push past the pain clamping around his throat and because now that heâd talked about her, he couldnât stop. âWhen Jen first met me, she was just annoyed at everything about me. It was hard work bringing her around.â
âAnd you always knew you had to bring her around?â she said just as softly.
âI knew instantly. Iâd always thought I was abnormal because I had never been in love. Then I met her and there could never be anyone else.â Jen had thought it was really weird that he was so sure of his feelings after meeting her just once. Itâs because itâs your first time. Itâs just the novelty of the thing, sheâd said.
She had slept with him because, well, because she slept with all the new recruits. Sheâd told him that without the least hesitation, and then sheâd been so angry with him because she hadnât wanted to move on. His relief had been extreme.
This couldnât possibly be happening. I mean, this is like Hollywood crap. I donât want to sleep with anyone else, and I canât seem to keep out of your pants, sheâd said.
It is a bit demeaning to be wanted just for my body, heâd told her. But Iâm okay with you trying to get it out of your system. Take as long as you need. Maybe it will fix itself.
It hadnât fixed itself and here he was. âShe would be so disappointed in the way Iâve handled it.â
Jessâs eyes, which had been studying him with guarded calm, softened again. âActually, youâve handled it exactly the way she was afraid you would. Except for the fact that you havenât gone after the bastards she was trying to catch.â She tried to be smooth about it, but her desperation was naked in the determined set of her jaw.
âYou can stop working me now. Iâm here.â And, God help him, he was. Even though he wasnât sure what exactly was going on, and he couldnât decipher what he believed from what he didnât, he knew that he was going to follow this all the way to its end. How could he not?
Instead of looking embarrassed, she shrugged defiantly.
âBut I still have questions.â
âSure.â
âWhy didnât she tell me about the investigation?â
* * *
It was a question she had asked herself over and over again. How had Jen not told Nikhil what she was doing? Even if Jen knew Nikhil would try to talk her out of it, she should have told him. He had a right to know.
âMaybe she didnât want to worry you.â
âMaybe? Canât you ask her?â
âI canât ask her things. All I have is what she chooses to share.â
âYou said she knew how dangerous these people were. Did they threaten her?â
She nodded. They had pressed a gun into her belly, into her unborn child, but it hadnât stopped Jen. Unlike Jess, who had learned to sell her soul for far less far too long ago.
Nikhil paled under the blazing sun. The wind whipped the moments of calm heâd mastered from his eyes.
Whatever Jenâs reasons for not telling him had been, sheâd been wrong. How could she shut him out when she knew he felt this way about her?
Restlessness flapped around him like the T-shirt fluttering around his too-lean body. âTell me what she said about the baby. How did she feel
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