Page 72 of Through the Fire


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Damian was on his way to the waiting plane when Andre called afterhim.

“Is sheokay?”

Damian turned around. “She willbe.”

“Good.”

Damian didn’t think he was imagining the relief on Andre’sface.

He continued to the plane and made his way up the steps. He would keep Enzo and Andre on personal detail for Aria. He would increase their salaries, give them a bonus. They obviously liked her, and that could only help should she ever be in dangeragain.

He stepped onto the plane where Paul, the pilot, was waiting, his mouth turned down in afrown.

“Paul.” Damian shook his hand. “Everythingokay?”

Paul’s eyes flickered to a point over Damian’sshoulder.

Damian followed his gaze, his gut already knotting in anticipation of yet anotherproblem.

But this time, the problem wasn’t at all what — or rather, who — heexpected.

Aria sat in one of the seats, calmly flipping the pages of a magazine, a steaming mug sitting next toher.

It was impossible not to be happy to see her under any circumstance, but this time anger was a closesecond.

He moved past Paul and into the cabin. “What the hell are you doinghere?”

She looked up. “I’m waiting to take off so we can go toThailand.”

“The fuck you are,” heroared.

She blinked placidly. “Go ahead and be angry. Get it out of your system so poor Paul can close the door and get ready fortakeoff.”

Damian glanced back, but Paul had wisely chosen to take his place in thecockpit.

“Don’t be mad at him,” she said. “I insisted. What was he supposed todo?”

He thought about Andre and Enzo on the tarmac, rethinking their salaryincreases.

“Don’t be mad at Andre or Enzo either,” she said, as if reading his mind. “I got here before they did. They don’t even know I’m on theplane.”

“Good,” Damian said, “because you’re not going to be on the plane muchlonger.”

She sighed. “I am, Damian. I’m going with you. If you need to be angry to accept it, so be it. But this is the end of a road we started together. I’m not going to stay in New York while you finishit.”

“Then I’ll have Paul drop you off in L.A.,” Damian said. “You can stay withNora.”

She shook her head. “No.”

“No?” It was such a simple word, and yet he couldn’t remember the last time someone had said it tohim.

“I’m not going to L.A. I’m going with you to Chiang Mai.” She said the words slowly, like he was achild.

“You’re supposed to be in the fucking hospital,Aria.”

He wanted to pace, but the confines of the cabin forced him to contain the frustration building inside him like avolcano.

“I don’t need to be in the hospital,” she said. “I’m fine. My blood pressure was already coming down when I left. Besides, I only agreed to stay there foryou.”

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