Protecting the Prince by Dana Volney

Author:Dana Volney [Dana Volney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, EBF, Romance, Suspense
ISBN: 9781440594908
Publisher: F+W Media
Published: 2015-10-04T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

Winter knew it wasn’t awesome to be vague with Eliam, and she really wished bigmouthed Alex would’ve refrained from saying anything about the lead. Filling Eliam in on the investigation meant telling him about Holland—something she wanted to put off for as long as humanly possible.

She directed Alex to the run-of-the-mill Hampton Inn in Greenwood she had in mind and thanked him for the ride. She paid cash for their new base in the higher part of north Seattle; checking in at a swanky place downtown wasn’t a good idea in case Holland was monitoring them.

She’d never been on the run before. There was a first and last time for everything.

The hotel room was silent. No bustling firefighters, no Alex, no body bag. Blissful silence. She swung her overnight bag onto the hotel bed. The sheets looked fluffy and soft—climbing inside of them and sleeping for a day was an option on the table for a second. She rubbed behind her left ear and took a breath without feeling the immense pressure of the last twenty-four hours.

“I’m sorry about your home,” Eliam said behind her.

She’d forgotten he was there. Was that a good or bad sign? Probably just a sign that he didn’t stress her out.

His carpeted footsteps came closer and then he wrapped his arms around her waist.

She didn’t know whether to embrace the kindness and sink into him or push him away. As it were, she wouldn’t be able to push him far because they were sharing a room—and a bed—because of course the hotel she’d had Alex drop them off at had only king-sized mattresses left.

Her throat burned; she wanted to cry. Most of her home was a crime scene and unlivable for like…forever. Holy. Shit. I’m homeless. Where was she going to sleep tomorrow night?

“This is all out of control,” she whispered and let her head fall back on his hard chest.

Was she really complaining to her client? Her very handsome, strong, and kissable client. No. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She was not going to break down in front of or complain to Eliam about her house or any of it. He was what was important—his safety and finding all of the people after him.

“We’re going to figure it out. There’s a plan, right? Or at least the start of one.” He hugged her tighter, his upper arm muscles pressing into her, cradling her.

“I’m pretty sure I’m supposed to be telling you all this.” She tried to smile, but she’d started down this emotional path and once she did that, it was hard to stop. That’s why she preferred never to start—to stay disconnected from the situation and not internalize. Being pragmatic was more than a personality trait—it was a damn good way of life. It was sure fucking hard not to internalize having your house be bombed, though.

“You can lean on me.” His voice cut through the high-pitched, constant tone in her ears.

Could she? For how long? Until they went back to their normal lives, with no one trying to kill him.

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