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I step closer, and point at him. “Don’tdamn it, Harperme.”
He catches my hand and I’m back against the wall. “I’msorry.”
“Fuck you.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Fuck you.”
He lays his forehead to mine. “Harper,” he whispers. “Forgive me. This all came out wrong.”
I press on his chest, his heart thundering beneath my palm, probably with the knowledge he’s a certifiable asshole. “I’m just not ready.” I lift my gaze and let him see the burn in my stare. “I need a minute.”
He studies me several beats, eyes lifting to the ceiling, as if it’s a sky filled with a rainbow of answers, and then catches my hand and leads me down the aisle. I don’t fight him. It’s my turn to say damn it, because I can already feel myself softening, letting him back inside. It’s a stupid thing to do, but I’m just stupid in love with this man. There’s no fighting it or how badly this ends for me.
But I’m going to give it a go a little longer, because right now, I want to yell at him.
He halts at the booth and motions for me to sit. I draw a laden breath and huff it out, before I do as he’s basically commanded.He’s damaged, I tell myself, cut from a mold forged in suicide, death, and betrayal. He’s pain and heartache, and he’ll etch those things into my soul before this is over. And I can’t stop it from happening.
I stay on the edge of the booth, forcing him to sit across from me. He could technically slide around but then I’d just get up and he knows it. So, he finally acts like the man he is with a genius IQ and stays where he’s at.
Our eyes lock in a collision of unspoken angry words that I mentally rein in, and focus on what matters right now. “Pretend I’m innocent,” I start again.
“Do not say that again. I told you—”
“You believe me. Right. Let’s pretend you do. How can anyone open an account in my name?”
His jaw tics, and several seconds pass before he says, “There are hackers like Blake Walker who have the skills to do it.”
His Mac begins to ping with rapid shot messages again, and he pulls it in front of him, engaging in an exchange for a full minute before he looks at me again. “One of Blake’s men followed one of the men who attacked us at the warehouse. He’s tailing him now. No word on who he is yet.” He types another message, followed by another and then turns his Mac to face me. “Read the messages.Blake’s going to make the bank account history disappear. By the time we’re on the ground, it won’t exist.”
I don’t want to read the messages, so I don’t. I also don’t want to be a part of any of this, but that’s not as easily solved. “It disappears,” I repeat, not daring relief just yet. “Just like that?”
“He’s one of the best hackers on planet earth,” he explains. “So no, not just like that. Just like Blake. We’re damn lucky to have him working with us.”
“Do you know what those wires were used for?”
“Not yet. Blake’s going to have us go to their facility when we arrive in New York City and we’ll talk all of this through and come up with a master plan. Exactly why we need to get some sleep.” He shuts his Mac.
“I’m being framed, right?”
“Or just used. We can’t know for sure. That’s what we’ll work with Blake and his team to figure out.” He stands up and offers me his hand. “Come on. Let’s lie down. We need to be alert when we land and if we rest right now, we only have about three hours to sleep.”
I stare at his hand, tormented by how much I want to touch him and how much I shouldn’t. Once I do, I’ll melt like a buttery conquest. “Harper,” he prods softly.
I don’t look at him.
He kneels beside me. “Forgive me.”
My gaze jerks to his. “Why would you think that of me?”
“It’s not nearly as bad as you think it is. I made you feel you couldn’t talk to me about the miscarriage, but I thought we were past that. When I found out about the bank account, I didn’t think you intentionally did bad things. I thought you were still holding back, afraid I’d judge you.”
“You did. It’s not my bank account.”
“I know that now, but I thought you just didn’t want to tell me how deep you got fucked by this family.”
He captures my hand and brings it to his lips, kissing it, and my body trembles, and not from anger this time. From his damn wicked mouth and those luxuriously blue eyes. “I thought you didn’t trust me enough to go all in with me. After all we just talked about, I overreacted. I told you. This is all new to me. The things I feel for you are not familiar.”
