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“Damn it,” she whispered. She really wanted to see the video. Sitting back in the chair, Izzy set the phone down. She ate the banana, never taking her eyes off the phone.
After finishing her snack, Izzy washed her hands. Coming back to the table, she picked up the phone, held it up to the overhead table light at an angle, and studied the prominent touch marks on the screen. Hmm, same numbers as her birthday. She hoped Fly
She unlocked the phone on the first try.
Sitting down, she smiled as she looked for the video. His notification light flashed, and she could see he had several text messages. Work, no doubt.
Yawning, Izzy looked toward the kitchen window and the grey light of dawn that had begun to infuse the room. She smiled when she noticed the daisy stem from the planter she had angrily thrown in the trashcan sitting in a shot glass full of water on the windowsill. Her heart lurched painfully against her chest. Even when Fly
The sun was coming up and if she didn’t get some sleep soon, she’d be useless later. She needed to contact Maddox, and the kitchen was a mess from the pancake adventure. And she really wanted to see the video and then wake Fly
Finding the videos, she warmed when she saw the one she had made the first night they met. Resisting the urge to watch that one, she scrolled past it to the syrup encounter. As she tapped on the icon, the phone chirped with a notification.
A text from Maddox, and—Izzy caught her breath—the viewable first line read: Are you going to handle her—
Izzy couldn’t read the rest of the text without tapping on it and she felt that if she did she was crossing the trust line. The phone chirped again. Another text from Maddox.
She’s the only way—
Izzy knew who she was. Maddox was right; Izzy was the only way to get deep enough, even after what happened last night, to get the goods on Boris.
Swallowing hard, Izzy tapped the icon and read the thread that began the previous morning. Right after Maddox texted Fly
He’d watched her go, knowing all along Maddox would check in with him?
As she continued to read, her heart stuttered to a stop and her jaw dropped.
Oh, dear God! Alex was alive? She was alive! Izzy’s heart swelled with such happiness she couldn’t take a breath.
“Thank you, Lord,” she whispered. “Thank you.”
As the news settled within her, Izzy’s smile slowly receded.
And Fly
How could he keep this amazing news from her?
Why?
“Did you find what you were looking for?” Fly
Izzy jumped, his voice startling her. For an instant she couldn’t speak, because if she did the words that would come out would forge a wedge so deep between them there would be no coming back. She couldn’t not say them. Not if her self-respect meant anything to her.
Angry tears stung her eyes. “I trusted you,” she whispered.
“I haven’t betrayed that trust, Isa,” he said, stepping closer to her.
“You did!”
“How?”
“You knew they found my sister, and you didn’t tell me! Why? Why didn’t you tell me?”
Wordlessly, Fly
“She’s my sister! I know how you feel. You don’t approve. But that gives you no right to cut me out of her life or her out of mine! You’re not in charge of my life, Fly
“Isa,” he warned. “Settle down.”
“No, I won’t settle down!” she shrieked. “I can’t stay here with you. I won’t stay here with you.” She turned to run.
“Do not run, Isa.” Fly
He grabbed her by the arm and spun her around to face him. “You promised me you wouldn’t run when shit got hard.”
“And you promised never to lie to me!” She pounded his chest with her free hand. “You ruined everything!” she screamed. She scratched his bare chest. “I hate you for ruining everything! I wish I’d never met you!”
Wrapping his arms around her, Fly
“Isa,” he said, quietly. “I didn’t lie to you.”
“You know where Alex is, and you didn’t tell me!”
“We don’t know where she is, only that she’s presumed alive.” His arms tightened around her. “Listen to me, damn it. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want that imagination of yours to go crazy with scenarios. I didn’t tell you because if the intel didn’t pan out, I didn’t want to see you hurt again. I didn’t tell you because I knew if I did, you’d insist on confronting Boris.” Fly
Her world stilled.
He loved her?
Alex was only presumed alive?
“Hate me all you want, but I stand by what I didn’t tell you. I’d do it again. A thousand times. Your safety comes before anything, including your sister’s well-being.” He notched her chin up. She could barely see him through the haze of her tears. “Do you understand that?”
“I understand that you feel you have to protect me, Fly
“I can when your safety is threatened.”
Exhaling, feeling drained, Izzy nodded that she understood, and moved out of his arms. She needed to process this. If he was touching her, she’d give in to his physical persuasion.
Straightening, she kept her eyes level with his, realizing he was butt naked.
“Why were you going through my phone?” he asked bluntly.
“I wasn’t snooping, I wanted to look at the syrup video, but Maddox texted you, and—” She should have felt validated because of what she discovered, but she didn’t. “I shouldn’t have.”
“As you figured out, my code is your birthday. I have nothing to hide from you, Isa.”
Shaky, she sat down at the table. “I need time to process all of this.”
He shrugged as if as far as he was concerned there was nothing to process. That was the problem! He strode to the sink where she had put the dishes and started to rinse and stack them in the dishwasher.
It concerned Izzy that she was actually considering conceding Fly
“Stop overthinking it, Isa,” Fly
Pushing the phone across the table toward him, she said, “You can’t control me through your fear. I want you to call Maddox.”
As if he didn’t hear her, still standing at the counter, Fly