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“I had an idea. Even if you didn’t, I’d planned to sit out here for a bit.”
Memories like the ones they’d created deserved special nooks with padlocks so they could safely situate themselves in the cracks of her heart. However, she’d treated everything they’d shared like it was nothing.
Once she was seated, he took the chair on the other side of the table.
“Joel trusts me,” she said. “But I think he’s starting to trust you too.”
Adrían’s brows popped up.
“Adrían, you’re in our house. At night. And we both know he knows we’re out here right now. The fact that he’s not out here with us? That’s huge.”
“Because of how much you love him.”
She sighed.
Not even Joel knew how much.
“And he’s good friends with a human weapon,” Adrían said. “He knows I’ll remain in line.”
“Giorgio’s harmless.”
“You’ve never lied to me, querida, not as far as I know…until this very moment.”
Laughing, she blew steam from the top of her mug. He traced the glass body of his with his thumbs, eyes on her, and she’d forgotten how intense he could be.
Joel strolled into her life, and her feelings for him grew so intense, she repressed all the time she and Adrían spent together. It had seemed unusual, Adrían falling for her, but the more she recalled, the more she understood.
The more she remembered feeling.
“Ayesha, I was looking for you for a reason.” He transferred his stare to the mug. “I was hoping you would be up. I wanted to talk to you about something.”
“Is it about Curtis?”
He leaned his elbows on the tabletop and bent his head, his hair falling in heavy curls and waves in front of his face.
“Yes.”
“Did you kill him?”
“I’m…responsible.”
“Adrían? Please tell me what that means?”
He looked up.
A quiet gasp snuck from her throat.
There were tears in his eyes.
Tears that made hers spill over. “Just tell me,” she whispered. “Please.”
“We were new to the whole Omega thing.” He looked over her shoulder, through the windows. “All we knew was that we were supposed to go to a location to eliminate the threat there. There was even a local team who helped. Some black flag group.”
Her throat shrunk to a third of its size.
“Lavigne, I haven’t liked him from the beginning. He’s arrogant without the skill. There’s no purpose behind most of the shit he does and,” he held up a hand as though expecting her to protest, “I know that’s saying plenty coming from me, but it made no sense to me why they thought somebody like him could play well on a team.”
Her hand shook.
