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“The Abyss? Is that what you call the man who’s after me, who wants to kill me?” My heart thumps harder in my chest to have any clue as to who he is.
“Yes. He left a business card at the docks with that on it.”
“Do we know anything else about him?”
“No, but Gage will have found everything there is to find about him soon enough. Especially if he’s the one who took Ri.”
I nod.
“Andrea lied to you, Rialta. He either took Kit and framed me to get you to like him, or he knew that someone else took Kit and used that information to turn you against me.”
I don’t respond. The situation is so much more complex than Lennox realizes, but now isn’t the time to explain.
Suddenly, a shadow is cast over us, and we both look up.
“Kit! Are you okay? What are you doing out of bed?” I jump up and go to Kit, who is standing in the doorway, looking much stronger now. The blood seems to have returned to his cheeks, and he isn’t moaning in agony.
“I wanted to make sure you’re okay,” Kit says, staring at Lennox with contempt.
I ignore his look.
“I’m fine. Seeing all your injuries made me sick to my stomach, but I’m better now. I promise.” I lean up on my tiptoes as I kiss him.
Kit doesn’t hesitate. He kisses me back hard, sweeping his tongue into my mouth and forcing my lips to part. I try to settle into the kiss, to let myself live in the present and enjoy it, but I can’t. It’s impossible to enjoy the kiss while feeling the heat of Lennox’s eyes on the back of my head. I know he’s studying my every move and trying to figure me out. That’s what his stupid test about Hayes was earlier. But that was when Kit was dead. Now that he’s alive—his test was moot.
Kit releases me and stumbles back.
I grab the neck of his shirt, holding him steady.
“We should get you back to bed,” I say.
“Only if you come with me.” His eyes blaze with need, completely ignoring Lennox and forgetting about the fact that we broke up, and I moved on.
Maybe his torture caused brain damage or amnesia, but our relationship isn’t something we need to talk about right now. He needs to rest and, ideally, see a doctor for a full medical assessment, but that will have to wait.
I nod, slinging Kit’s arm around my shoulder and beginning to lead him back to the bedroom. He’s leaning on me a lot as I take careful steps, carrying more of his weight than I was expecting.
“Here, lean on me too,” Lennox says, throwing Kit’s other arm around his shoulder.
I mouth ‘thank you’ to Lennox, and he just nods back.
After several careful steps and Lennox taking most of Kit’s weight, we finally get him into bed.
This time instead of leaving, I climb into the bed with Kit—worry marking my face as Kit almost immediately drifts off to sleep. Lennox made himself scarce the second Kit was back in bed, so I’m left to my own thoughts as I lay on my side, watching Kit breathe slowly in and out.
I stroke his cheek.
“I’m so sorry. If you’d never met me this wouldn’t have happened.” Tears drip down my cheek and onto his pillow. “I tried to protect you. I tried to get you out of my life so you’d be safe. I failed. I’m so sorry.” My voice catches as I speak.
“It’s not your fault,” a deep voice startles me from the doorway.
Lennox.
I quickly wipe my tears as he carries a tray into the room.
“Ginger ale and crackers.”
“Thank you,” I say.
