different now. I can’t get caught up in it again.” He hesitated. “And by the way, I may have been high out of my mind, but the one you pulled was really a mean move.”
Eve frowned. “What are you talking about?”
“Asking me to help with your relationship problems?” Lind said. “It was really…I mean, what the hell were you thinking?”
Eve’s sudden flare of anger died down quickly when she was finally able to put the situation into focus. “Is that what you thought?” she asked, appalled. “You thought I was calling to discuss romantic issues?”
Lind shrugged. “What else?”
“I can’t fucking believe you,” Eve muttered.
“What?” Lind said, genuinely confused. “What is it?”
Eve took a long sip of her coffee and glared at him over the brim of the mug. “If you must know,” she said, setting the mug back down, “I was calling for advice on how to handle an…um…unpleasant situation.”
Lind was instantly on guard. His eyes narrowed in suspicion. “ How unpleasant?”
Eve grimaced. “He hit me. Once.”
Lind’s impossibly blue eyes flashed with anger. “The bastard’s dead.”
“No, he isn’t,” Eve said quickly, terrified that Lind might carry out his threat. “I’ll handle it. I shouldn’t have called you,” she admitted after a moment. “It’s just…it had just happened and I didn’t know where else to turn.”
“I’m sorry,” Lind said again. “I let you down. I’m so sorry.”
Eve shook her head, waving away his apology. “What should I do now?” she wondered aloud.
“You should go back.”
She looked up at him in surprise. He had not even thought about it. “You don’t want me here, do you?”
Lind sighed. He got up and walked around the table, kneeling down next to her chair. He took her hands in his and squeezed them. “I want you here,” he said, looking so deep into her eyes that for a moment Eve thought she might drown in his stare. “You can’t even begin to imagine how much I want you here.” He took a moment, letting the words he had just spoken reach her and sink in. “But you can’t run from this, Eve. You need to go back and break things off with that asshole, get some closure.”
Eve hesitated. He was right, of course. She knew he was right, and yet… “I don’t know if I can.”
“Of course you can.”
She shook her head. “You don’t get it.”
“Then make me get it,” he said. “Make me understand.”
She took a deep breath. “I’m scared,” she admitted. “I know it’s ridiculous to be afraid of one man after all that I’ve just been through, but I am. What if things get out of hand?”
“I’ll be there to watch your back.”
Eve stared at him. He sounded and looked like he meant it. “I can’t ask that of you.”
“You’re not asking,” Lind said. “I’m offering.”
“What will my father say?”
“He’ll say you’ve done good getting rid of an asshole who beat you,” Lind interrupted. “Doesn’t your father love you?”
Eve bit her lip. “He does,” she admitted.
“Then, I’m sure he’ll be happy to know that you’re safe,” Lind said. He squeezed her hands for emphasis. “You know you have to do this, Eve.”
Eve took a deep, shaky breath. She nodded, finally convinced. “I know. You’re right. I’ll do it.”
Lind smiled brightly at her. “Good,” he said.
And then he leaned in. Eve did not pull back, she would have been crazy to do so. Instead, she met him halfway and let herself get lost in a kiss she had been dreaming about for…who the hell cared for how long. Suffice it to say, it had felt like an eternity.
Lind tasted like coffee, and Eve already could not get enough. They never stopped kissing each other, even as they both got up and half-walked, half-stumbled towards the bedroom. They kept touching each other, clutching at
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