I walk down the hall back to the kitchen, rounding the corner to see Hunter sipping a fresh cup of coffee. My plate had been placed right next to him on the island, a coffee mug filled, and itlooks like he added my creamer for me. He pats the stool next to him without looking at me, as he continues to drink his mug.
I join him in silence and he squeezes my thigh as I settle in and begin to eat, "Did she talk this time?" He asks.
"Nope, gave me dagger eyes though."
"Well, did you deserve them?"
"I brought her a fresh meal in bed, why would I deserve it?" He looks over at me and tilts his head with one eyebrow raised. "What?" He doesn't change the look on his face. "I woke her up so she could eat. That's all."
"Okay. Maybe she isn't a morning person." He looks away.
"Maybe she isn't apeopleperson, is more like it."
He chuckles deep and sultry, "Sounds like someone else I know." He bumps me with his knee before continuing to eat.
We sit in silence for the rest of the meal and I am grateful for the lack of conversation. I need the quiet to think, to go over how I’m feeling. I know Hunter will be there for me if I need help to work it all out, but I don't want to talk about it out loud yet. There wastoomuch to process.
Kameron is still stuck in that town with no support, or the fact that Elliott was here with us. I didn't know what the exact repercussions would be for taking her away from Everton, but I knew someone was going to have to pay. My only fear was that it would be Kameron who would suffer the consequences.
I didn't like how much Elliott and Kameron are attached to one another. The suddenness of it all gives me a twisted feeling inmy gut. They barely know each other, but the way she screamed for him when I had to pull her from the ladder that night. The way she tried to bolt when we were trying to escape, attempting to make him come with us. It’s evident she’s falling for him. And Kameron is most definitely falling for her. He risked the whole mission for her, to save her first.
It didn't help that I had to hear her mumble his name as she slept. This whole thing has my blood boiling and I don't know if it bothers me because I don't want her to have him, him to have her, or if I'm mad that I'm not a part of it. I have no right to be mad or to feel left out. I'm the reason Hunter, Kameron, and I aren't fully together anymore. The reason we called it all off. Do I still have my moments with Hunter? Hell yes, I do. But with Kameron, it’s different.
He didn't take the split very well, but I just couldn't get my hopes up. I couldn’t go through that kind of pain again and I couldn’t allow another person to come into our life. The last time I opened my heart to a woman, she ran off and took a piece of me with her. I told Kameron to leave it between the three of us, but he said I was giving up. I was. I was protecting the love I already had with him and Hunter but he couldn't see why I came to that conclusion. So, we took time apart to find out what we really wanted. But I don't think he expected us to take this long.
"Any development on the security infiltration?" Hunter's words bring me back to the kitchen.
"I have a few more walls to break through. Looks like Everton has someone on the inside with just as much skill as me. It's fucking annoying." I huff out, dropping the fork onto the plate with frustration.
"If there is anyone that can get in, it's you. Keep trying."
"I know, I will." I push my stool out and stand. I should be working on it right now to help Kameron finish this mission. Not chatting here in the kitchen or letting my mind wonder about all of this relationship shit. "I'll let you know if anything changes. You do the same."
With that, I stalk out of the kitchen to my room, on the other side of the house. Thank fucking god.
Away from Kameron's room. I can deal with that later.
4
Samuel
She’s been gone for too long.
I had my men looking through the woods, in every small town that bordered our community andnothing.
Someone took her, someone took my Eden.
I’ve been a mess since my men informed me that she wasn't in her room when they went to retrieve her. I looked like a fucking fool standing at the altar, waiting for her. I was so close to having everything I ever wanted. So close to having what was rightfully mine.
I haven't been able to think of anything but the way she squeezed around me when I entered her, her walls forming the perfect piece of Heaven. She was addicting and she knew it too, that's why she didn't fight it. She let me have her, she let me take what was mine and she knew who she belonged to.Me. She wouldn't have left willingly.
Was she mad that I took her purity? Of course. Was she in shock? Most definitely. But she would move past it, she would realize she was always meant to be mine. She knew better than to run away from me. She loved me and I loved her, so whoever took her will pay with their fucking life. I will have my Eden back where she belongs, right by my fucking side.
I slam my fist into the wall repeatedly when I hear a knock on my office door.
"Mr. Donovan, I have Mrs. Wellington, as you requested." Joshua announces through the crack of the door.
I straighten up, smoothing my hair back into place as I go to my desk. Grabbing my handkerchief from my chest pocket and wiping my now bloody knuckles clean. "Let her in." I state flatly.
