Chapter 570

The distance between them closed, inch by inch.

Their breaths tangled together, heavy and warm.

But just before his lips met Evelyn's, Brooks stopped himself, holding back.

He gazed down at the softness so close he could nearly taste it.

Brooks' breathing lost its rhythm.

His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, tension thrumming through him.

A storm of emotions flickered in his eyes.

But in the end, the kiss landed gently on Evelyn's forehead-a feather-light touch.

A whisper of a kiss.

Gone before it could even begin.

It wasn't that Brooks didn't desire Evelyn.

On the contrary, he ached to be close to her.

But he wanted their next step-any deeper intimacy-to happen when Evelyn was fully awake, fully aware.

Halfway through the drive, rain began to fall, tapping insistently against the windows.

Evelyn slept on, undisturbed by the storm outside.

When the car finally stopped in front of Evelyn's new place, Brooks glanced over and saw she was still sound asleep.

He signaled for the driver to leave them alone.

He didn't wake her.

Sitting so still for so long, his legs prickled with uncomfortable numbness, but he didn't move, not wanting to disturb her.

picked up his tablet, slipped on his Bluetooth earpiece, and

glance over at Evelyn, his gaze

At the hospital

to check

about

little over a month

The route was all wrong, the

to sent a chill through her: the northern

skin crawl, a cold dread

exactly what awaited her if she

she'd felt at

at sea, there was

but her body, and used it

hardly going to say no-Dahlia had been their distraction, their

played along, did everything

keep them satisfied, hoping

to the northern border.

not to deliver

they'd already made a

go would mean crossing

knew which side their bread was

Dahlia was passed along, from one man to the

she was shoved

every customer, doing what

through a brutal month this way, always waiting for a

something straight out of a

could

her sights on

best act,

And finally, it worked.

to risk everything and arrange for her

Dahlia

was alive and free, there

she never expected that escaping the compound wouldn't mean escaping

had set things up in

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