could have used a much stiffer drink, but it would have to do.
“Thanks for that,” she said after a moment.
He just looked at her. “You want to tell me what that was all about?”
How must it have looked to Ben? She had no idea what to tell him. All she knew was that the truth was not an option. “Like I said before, a misunderstanding.”
“So you know them?”
“Sort of.”
“Who are they?” he pressed. “And what did that woman mean when she thanked you for your business?”
“Avon reps are really aggressive these days.”
“Eden—”
She shook her head. “Just drop it. Please.”
“Drop it?” His expression tensed. “I broke your door getting in here to save you and you won’t even fill me in on what I saved you from?”
Despite what had happened, she couldn’t help smiling at that. “My hero.”
“I thought it was just the serial killer earlier, but you’re obviously a magnet for trouble. Or maybe this is just your lucky day?”
“I forgot to check my horoscope. It probably said for me not to leave the house this morning. Or possibly ever again.” She tried to make it sound light and almost succeeded.
He eyed her skeptically. “You’re not going to tell me who they were, are you?”
“It really doesn’t matter anymore. They’re gone and they’re not coming back.” She took another sip of the strong, bitter liquid.
“How do you know that?”
She didn’t. She looked at the door again. “Looks like I’m going to have to call a repairman.”
“You’re trying to change the subject.” He rubbed his temples. “I should have arrested them.”
“If I say pretty please let it go, will you?”
“I’ve always had a hard time letting things go. Even when I probably should.” He actually laughed a little at that, then closed the distance between them, taking her face in his hands. He rubbed his thumb gently along her cheek. “He didn’t even leave a mark when he hit you. That’s one good thing.”
“Like I said, it wasn’t a big deal.” She bit her bottom lip and looked up at him, feeling awkward at being this close to the gorgeous cop, especially after what he’d witnessed. “Uh… not that I’m complaining, of course, but why did you come back?”
His expression was still tense from having his questions unanswered. It probably wasn’t something he was accustomed to. “I forgot my sunglasses.” He nodded toward the table next to them that held the now unappetizing-looking donuts from earlier. Sure enough, his dark wraparound sunglasses were still there.
“You drove all the way back to get these?” Eden asked, surprised. “I could have dropped them in the mail for you.”
“I know.” He shrugged and a small grin twitched at his lips. “I guess I also had an urge to break a door. And here I am.”
“Eden,” Darrak said weakly from inside her head. “He’s come back because he likes you.”
She chewed on her bottom lip. “I’m glad you came back.”
At the moment, she meant both of them. For a moment, she’d thought Malcolm had been successful in exorcising Darrak. An unexpected swell of relief filled her to hear her inner demon’s voice again.
Ben’s grin widened, finally breaking completely through the tense look he’d worn. “Oh, yeah?”
She nodded but found it difficult to speak again. What was it about the cop that made her tongue-tied? Especially when she thought he might actually be interested in her.
“Look, I probably shouldn’t have come back here, but I’m glad I did.” Ben moved toward her to inspect her face again. “Did that bastard hurt you?”
She shook her head. “It—it stung a bit, but I think I’m okay now. Why? I thought you said there’s no mark.”
“There isn’t.” His warm touch moved along her jawline. “Looks perfectly fine to me.”
“Oh. Uh… well, that’s good.” She cleared her throat and stepped back from him, then cursed herself for being a total, awkward wimp-girl.
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“Thanks for that,” she said after a moment.
He just looked at her. “You want to tell me what that was all about?”
How must it have looked to Ben? She had no idea what to tell him. All she knew was that the truth was not an option. “Like I said before, a misunderstanding.”
“So you know them?”
“Sort of.”
“Who are they?” he pressed. “And what did that woman mean when she thanked you for your business?”
“Avon reps are really aggressive these days.”
“Eden—”
She shook her head. “Just drop it. Please.”
“Drop it?” His expression tensed. “I broke your door getting in here to save you and you won’t even fill me in on what I saved you from?”
Despite what had happened, she couldn’t help smiling at that. “My hero.”
“I thought it was just the serial killer earlier, but you’re obviously a magnet for trouble. Or maybe this is just your lucky day?”
“I forgot to check my horoscope. It probably said for me not to leave the house this morning. Or possibly ever again.” She tried to make it sound light and almost succeeded.
He eyed her skeptically. “You’re not going to tell me who they were, are you?”
“It really doesn’t matter anymore. They’re gone and they’re not coming back.” She took another sip of the strong, bitter liquid.
“How do you know that?”
She didn’t. She looked at the door again. “Looks like I’m going to have to call a repairman.”
“You’re trying to change the subject.” He rubbed his temples. “I should have arrested them.”
“If I say pretty please let it go, will you?”
“I’ve always had a hard time letting things go. Even when I probably should.” He actually laughed a little at that, then closed the distance between them, taking her face in his hands. He rubbed his thumb gently along her cheek. “He didn’t even leave a mark when he hit you. That’s one good thing.”
“Like I said, it wasn’t a big deal.” She bit her bottom lip and looked up at him, feeling awkward at being this close to the gorgeous cop, especially after what he’d witnessed. “Uh… not that I’m complaining, of course, but why did you come back?”
His expression was still tense from having his questions unanswered. It probably wasn’t something he was accustomed to. “I forgot my sunglasses.” He nodded toward the table next to them that held the now unappetizing-looking donuts from earlier. Sure enough, his dark wraparound sunglasses were still there.
“You drove all the way back to get these?” Eden asked, surprised. “I could have dropped them in the mail for you.”
“I know.” He shrugged and a small grin twitched at his lips. “I guess I also had an urge to break a door. And here I am.”
“Eden,” Darrak said weakly from inside her head. “He’s come back because he likes you.”
She chewed on her bottom lip. “I’m glad you came back.”
At the moment, she meant both of them. For a moment, she’d thought Malcolm had been successful in exorcising Darrak. An unexpected swell of relief filled her to hear her inner demon’s voice again.
Ben’s grin widened, finally breaking completely through the tense look he’d worn. “Oh, yeah?”
She nodded but found it difficult to speak again. What was it about the cop that made her tongue-tied? Especially when she thought he might actually be interested in her.
“Look, I probably shouldn’t have come back here, but I’m glad I did.” Ben moved toward her to inspect her face again. “Did that bastard hurt you?”
She shook her head. “It—it stung a bit, but I think I’m okay now. Why? I thought you said there’s no mark.”
“There isn’t.” His warm touch moved along her jawline. “Looks perfectly fine to me.”
“Oh. Uh… well, that’s good.” She cleared her throat and stepped back from him, then cursed herself for being a total, awkward wimp-girl.
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