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.

slipped on his Bluetooth earpiece, and dealt

glance over at Evelyn, his gaze soft, simply waiting for her to

At the hospital

came to check

about

little over a month

realized something was wrong. The route was all

phone pointed to sent a chill

those words made Dahlia's skin crawl, a

what awaited her

felt at escaping

at sea, there was

nothing left but her body, and used it to please

had been their distraction, their plaything, from

played along, did everything she

keep them satisfied, hoping

to the northern border.

them not

they'd already made

would

stupid they knew which side their bread

to the next, all the way to

she

customer, doing what she did best charming,

brutal month this way,

out of a

who could

her sights on

on her best act,

And finally, it worked.

her, enough to risk everything and arrange

stepped out of that compound, Dahlia felt, for

alive and free, there

that escaping the compound

had set things up in

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