wasn’t going to worry about it. Also she was so proud of herself for not turning to leave when she’d felt threatened; she was going to be fine when she moved.
Drinking down her second water bottle, she could feel Jack come up behind her.
“I didn’t think about how it would feel to come home and find someone waiting for you. You’ve been through a lot when you were abducted and looking at you now, I know I scared you. That wasn’t my intent.” Jack turned her so she was looking into his sincere eyes, and she wished she weren’t.
How was she supposed to hold her own if he was going to come around trying to be all sweet, looking sexy and smelling delicious? She could only shrug out an answer because if she were to be honest, she had been more terrified after she found out she was alright and it was just Jack. It was like the dam broke and she felt shaky inside.
“I called you earlier to set up a time to talk to you. A talk where words were used,” he smiled when he referred to their last encounter, and she was shocked at how well he was taking it, “but you didn’t answer.”
“Why didn’t you leave a message?” She should have been happy; it wasn’t someone else who had bad intentions, but it irked her somehow that he didn’t call back or leave a message.
“I wasn’t sure how I’d be received so I thought I’d take my chances, pick up a meal, and come over to see you.”
“I don’t see any food.” Natalie was just feeling bitchy since he was trying to be all nice and he’d just scared the shit out of her.
“It’s on the table. I know you like Mexican from that place around the corner so I picked it up on my way. I know if we are sitting with a table between us, I should be able to get out what I really want to say.” Damn him and his sexy seeking eyes. What was she going to do, throw him out a second time? She didn’t know how she’d done it the first time, but there was no way there was going to be a repeat.
“Fine,” Natalie said as she walked to the dining room table. True enough, he had bags from El Taco that were filled with delicious smelling food. How did she not even see the bags when she was in the hallway? “I actually have something to tell you, too.”
“I can’t wait to hear it.” Jack’s voice was sexy, and Natalie missed the growl he normally had when they were together, but she knew that he was trying to actually talk this time. Everything she wanted to say sounded seductive, so she just kept her thoughts and her words to herself.
They fell into a comfortable silence as they sorted out the boxes and got drinks. Sitting across from him and watching him watch her was making her lose her appetite. He would tell her what he wanted to say, and she would tell him that she was moving away.
“How about you go first? What did you want to tell me?” Jack started when they were about halfway through their meal.
“No. I stole your thunder last time we were together, so I’ll let you tell me what you want to say first.”
“Is that what people are calling that now? Stealing thunder?” He was being cute… and she wanted to scream that he shouldn’t do that.
Natalie looked up and found a cute smirk on Jack’s face. This is how it used to be: fun and sweet. She needed to know what he wanted her to know so she could stop having illusions about him.
“I heard what you said last time about being hidden away, and I’m sorry you took it that way. You were there when Smith was less than subtle when he threatened your life, but you didn’t hear what he’d said when we were alone. I wanted to be with you, but I didn’t want to fuck up your life any more than I already had.” He had his hand on the table, and it was stretched out like he wanted her to put her hand in his. No damned way was she doing that. It was a trap that she still couldn’t get her leg out of; there was no way she was going to do that
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