“Top of the stairs, to the left. There’s a master bedroom.”
She nodded and trudged toward the stairs. She paused. “Thank you, everyone. I don’t know what El and I would have done without the help of TFH.”
Then she ascended the stairs. He watched her go, his heart breaking with each step she took. It wasn’t until that moment that he realized just how worried she was about the whole situation.
“That is one tough lady,” Adam said.
He nodded and looked at the Alpha Team leader. “You have no idea.”
“So, are you going to pretend that you two aren’t back together?” Adam asked.
“We aren’t together.”
Did he want that? He was starting to realize that he definitely wanted that. He wanted her in his life, in his bed. Hell, he had only been with one woman since they’d split, and that had been a drunken night of trying to forget the woman who owned his heart.
One woman.
Fuck. He was definitely still in love with Eden. He loved her smile, the way she gave him shit, and he loved that she would show her vulnerabilities to him. He had a feeling she didn’t do that with many people, even her brother.
Tamilya stepped up beside him. “Hey, you might want to go up there.”
He glanced at her. She was a stunning woman. Tall, athletic, and an expert on terrorism, she’d joined the team after it had been formed. She and her husband, Marcus—the captain of the newly formed Team Charlie—had had a relationship years earlier. Kap didn’t know the entire story, but he knew that they found their way back to each other.
“I thought she would need some space.”
She shook her head. “Believe me, she wants space from us, but not from you.”
Tamilya’s voice dripped with experience, and if anyone understood what was going on right now with Eden, it was probably Tamilya. She might not know Eden well, but her relationship with Marcus gave her intimate experience to provide the advice.
Ignoring the other two men, Kap made his way up the stairs two at a time. Urgency filled his gut. There was something in the way that Tamilya told him she would need him, that she thought Eden would want to see him.
He found her sitting on the bed, staring off into space.
“Eden?”
She blinked and looked at him. It was like watching a scene in slow motion. Then, she was a flurry of action. Popping up off the mattress, she started babbling.
“Sorry, really tired. Need to get in the shower.”
“Eden.”
“I take it we’re all secure?”
She didn’t look at him as she unzipped her suitcase. In fact, she avoided making eye contact.
“Eden.”
Still moving. Still not looking at him.
“Of course, we’re all secure. I mean, TFH is a good organization. Not as good as Dillon Security, but then, what can you do? You don’t have the resources that we do.”
“Eden,” he said, stepping forward. He wrapped his fingers around her wrist as gently as possible. If she had wanted to break free, she could have done so.
She stood with her head down, apparently interested in the floor.
“Are you going to look at me?”
“I can’t.”
