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She giggled, then reached across for my hands again. That allowed her lean in closer. “It’s not the same men who came to the apartment.”
“You think they’re Feds? You think they’re going to arrest me?” I said, my throat feeling tight.
Abby’s smile didn’t fade. “If they wanted to do that, they would’ve done it already. They’re watching.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Not sure. To rattle you, maybe? Hope you’ll make a mistake? Let’s just have a good night like we planned and go home.”
I nodded, but I was acutely aware that the Feds were behind me because through appetizers, another round of drinks, dinner, and dessert Abby pulled offunbotheredperfectly. It pissed me off that it was a relief to pay the bill and finally step outside. Once we got into the car, I sighed.
“Not yet, baby,” she said. “Wait ’til we get home.”
I knew exactly what she meant. No conversations in the car. I found a parking lot to pull into, and slammed the gear into park, jogging around to open her door. We held hands while we walked far enough away that she was comfortable to talk.
“I was going to tell you at dinner, but I have news,” Abby said.
“What?” My mind came up with a hundred different scenarios before she could even answer.
“Adam made bail. We need to find a way to talk to him. Discreetly.”
“When?”
She blushed. “A few hours ago. I’ve sort of been checking obsessively.”
I thought for a moment, trying to process what that meant and what to do next. “That’s why they were there tonight. Adam made bail, and they’re hoping I’d go straight to him. What if he doesn’t want to go anywhere near me? Or, worse, what if he made a deal with them?”
Abby nodded, and then hugged me. “We need a plan. We have to do this right and we need to know whose side he’s on. We have to know what he knows, what questions they’ve asked him. What they know about you.” She looked up, her eyes meeting mine. “But you’re right. They’ll be watching all of us, and they expect you to connect with him eventually.”
I nodded, kissing her forehead. “Let’s go home. I just want to crawl into bed and hold you.”
“Sounds like a perfect end to a perfect date.”
I grinned. “Perfect, huh? Even with federal agents as chaperones?”
She laughed. “When this all goes away and we have normal days and normal dates and normal conversations, you might just get bored with me.”
My eyebrows pulled together as I matched her gaze. “That would be like me getting bored of my eyes or my hands. You’re part of me, Pidge.”
She pushed up onto the balls of her feet and kissed me.
I’d kissed that woman a thousand times, but that night, her lips tasted like forever.
Chapter Eighteen
Secrets
Abby
CAMILLE WAS ALONE AT Atable for two, a perfect wooden square that sat in the morning sun.
As I approached, I noticed my probably-soon-to-be sister-in-law twisting a napkin in her tattooed fingers. When I took the seat across from her, she was still so worked up from whatever she was thinking about her attempted smile was crooked and pained.
“Hi, Abby,” she said, her voice sounding small.
“Everything okay?”
Her head bobbed up and down in a quick motion. “Thanks for meeting me.”
