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I needed food. I couldn’t remember the last time I ate, and now I wished I’d eaten that sandwich I’d made when I waited for the brownies to cook earlier today.
Or yesterday. It was probably after midnight now.
God, had I only made the brownies yesterday? Fixed the chandelier? Made love to Will in the shower? It seemed like so much had happened since then.
The kitchen was back by the bar car, and I still hadn’t seen Will since the confrontation in there earlier. Not on my search for a phone, not when I returned it to Erika an hour later, and not tonight as I’d smelled food being wheeled down the corridor and past my room, not stopping at my door, unfortunately.
It was weird. I’d only made one phone call with Erika’s phone. For some reason, I thought I’d have a lot to tend to, but after I called my firm and left a message, assuring them I was safe, I sat there at a loss of who else to contact.
I was of no concern to Martin, Grand-Mère was gone, and there was no one else. No friends, really. No pets to check in on. No man waiting for me.
I think I’d had a dentist appointment yesterday, maybe…
Heading down the next corridor, I approached the kitchen door, but heard a cry and halted for a moment.
“Oh,” she moaned.
I didn’t know if it was Erika, Winter, or one of the other girls, but hunger pangs wracked my stomach. I needed some food. Or a drink at the bar.
Tiptoeing down the passageway, I threw a quick glance through the kitchen door, seeing the naked back of Winter Ashby as she sat on the steel worktable in the dark kitchen, her arms around her husband.
“I love you,” she whispered as he kissed her neck.
Taking his face in her hands, she pressed her lips to his mouth, lingering slow and gentle before moving her kisses to his cheeks, nose, forehead, and temples.
He closed his eyes and smiled, breathing that short, excited breathing like he was riding a roller coaster.
My body warmed, kind of intrigued to see him like that, but I didn’t linger. Continuing past the door, I stopped at the end of the car, looking through the windows and seeing the bar full of people. Kai and his wife, Michael and Erika, and then Alex. Will and his cousin were still nowhere to be seen, as well as a couple of other men I saw helping them when we were rescued. I believe Misha had a woman with him when we boarded the train, as well, but I didn’t see her either.
The room was still dim, the cherry-colored sofas and chairs rich and warm against the wooden walls and the amber glow of the light.
Kai held the woman in his lap, smiling as she said something into his ear, and Michael reached around Erika, making her a mixed drink and adding far too much tequila. She laughed.
My gaze dropped to Alex who was sitting in a chair with her legs pulled up. She nursed a glass and stared at nothing out the window.
I fisted my hands. Aydin could be dead.
She’d never admit it, but I knew that was where her mind was.
Someone approached my back, but I didn’t have to turn around to smell the bergamot.
“Did you know about Aydin and Alex?” I asked Will, still staring at her.
“I knew what she told me,” he said. “I knew of him. Not his name.”
“He’s in love with her.”
“He can’t have her.”
I turned my head, tempted to meet his eyes, because the possessiveness of his words scared me.
But then he continued, “He’s bad for her.”
I looked at her again, seeing her how I never got to before. The couples surrounding her, in love, and despite the fact that she had Will to lean on, I’d never seen her so lost.
“And I’m bad for you, and you’re bad for yourself,” I went on, “and Damon’s bad for the world, and Martin is bad for me…” I twisted the handle, crossing cars. “The world is only so big, Will.”
We couldn’t shut out every single person who’d disappointed us. Some of them were still worth fighting for.
