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“I can get you out of it.” I’ve already been in contact with her bosses at IAS. I called them from the plane. They like me—and my bank account and title—very much.
“I’m in the middle of a big project,” she says with a soft smile. “I actually want to get back.”
“You haven’t heard what your other options are,” I tell her, pulling her even closer. “You don’t know what you could be doing instead.”
Her cheeks get pink, and her gaze drops to my lips.
Yes, sweetheart. Exactly. All of that and more.
The song ends just then, and she wets her lips. “I, um…need to go to the ladies’ room.”
I let her slip out of my hands, and as I do I feel a niggle that tells me not to. “When you come back, it will be dance number four.”
She nods. “The one for holding my hair back.”
“Right.”
“I’m keeping track,” she tells me.
Then she turns and winds her way across the room, disappearing down the hallway that leads to the restrooms.
And the back door of the building.
Which I don’t realize until it’s too late.
Chapter 6
Torin
“Are you just going to sit staring at the door for the rest of the night?”
I shoot Jonah a glare. “No. She’s got about three more minutes before I go after her.”
“This seems familiar,” he says, lifting his beer.
Yeah, yeah, she left like this at Charlie’s wedding too.
“Just go after her,” he says. “Abi always stays at Ellie’s when she’s in town. She is about thirty yards away.”
I turn toward him. “You call her Abi?”
“Everyone here calls her Abi.”
“She introduced herself as Abigail last time, and I called her Abigail tonight. She didn’t correct me.”
Jonah smirks. “I guess her friends call her Abi.”
I give a little growl. For some reason, I don’t like the idea of Jonah and Abigail being close enough that he calls her by the shortened form of her name.
“What is going on?” Fiona asks.
My sister and her husband, Knox, joined us as soon as we got here. I love seeing them, of course. I love that my niece has been over to say hello and keeps stopping by in between dancing with her friends and nabbing treats from the dessert table. My brother and his best friend, Henry, also sat for a while to catch up, but there are lots of pretty, single girls here, and they can’t be expected to sit with family for too long.
“I thought you filled her in,” I say to Jonah.
Obviously, everyone in our inner circle would notice that Jonah and Linnea are here together. And they will also completely understand why that has to be kept from the king. Or really anyone else in Cara.
“We told her about us,” Jonah says. His arm is over the back of Linnea’s chair. Now he moves to rest his hand on the back of her neck in that gesture that’s already becoming familiar. “But didn’t want to get ahead of ourselves on your…situation.”
