Book 1 - Page 54 (1/2)

”Gideon - ”

”I would destroy the career of any reporter who wrote about this, and then I'd dismantle the publication that ran the piece.” He was so cold with fury, he was icy. ”I'm going to find the monster who hurt you, Eva, wherever he is, and I'm going to make him wish he was dead.”

A s.h.i.+ver moved through me, because I believed him. It was in his face. His voice. In the energy he exuded and his sharply honed focus. He wasn't just dark and dangerous in his looks. Gideon was a man who got what he wanted, whatever it took.

I pushed to my feet. ”He's not worth the effort. Not worth your time.”

”You are. You're worth it. d.a.m.n it. G.o.dd.a.m.n it to h.e.l.l.”

I moved closer to the fireplace, needing the warmth. ”There's also a money trail. Cops and reporters always follow the money. Someone may wonder why my mother left her first marriage with two million dollars, but her daughter from a previous relations.h.i.+p left with five.”

Without looking, I felt his sudden stillness. ”Of course,” I went on, ”that blood money's probably grown to considerably more than that now. I won't touch it, but Stanton manages the brokerage account I dumped it in and everyone knows he has the Midas touch. If you ever had any concern that I wanted your money - ”

”Stop talking.”

I turned to face him. I saw his face, his eyes. Saw the pity and horror. But it was what I didn't see that hurt the most.

It was my greatest nightmare realized. I'd feared that my past might negatively impact his attraction to me. I'd told Cary that Gideon might stay with me for all the wrong reasons. That he might stay by my side, but that I'd still - for all intents and purposes - lose him anyway.

And it seemed I had.

Chapter 13

I tightened the belt on my robe. ”I'm going to get dressed and go.”

”What?” Gideon glared. ”Go where?”

”Home,” I said, weary to the bone. ”I think you need to digest all this.”

His arms crossed. ”We can do that together.”

”I don't think we can.” My chin lifted, grief overwhelming my shame and heartrending disappointment. ”Not while you're looking at me like you feel sorry for me.”

”I'm not made of f**king stone, Eva. I wouldn't be human if I didn't care.”

The emotions I'd run through since lunch coalesced into a searing pain in my chest and a cleansing burst of anger. ”I don't want your G.o.dd.a.m.n pity.”

He shoved both hands through his hair. ”What the h.e.l.l do you want, then?”