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She really didn’t want to know anything more. Because that would lead to more issues. Things that she didn’t want to think about. She’d known there was something going on, but she hadn’t gone searching for information.

God.

Being stuck between a rock and a hard place was not fun.

“I understand. Your work is important.”

Leaning down, he kissed her. “Such a good girl.”

Except she wasn’t.

48

Roman paced up and down the room.

Alexei and Salem would be getting ready to board the plane by now. The flight was going to be over twelve hours with one stop.

He should rest.

He should do something other than pace up and down his office.

A knock on his door had him turning. “Come in.”

“Would you mind opening the door?” Tamsyn asked. “I have a tray.”

He leapt across the room and opened the door for her. She smiled as she walked inside. “I won’t stay long. I just brought you some dinner. It isn’t much since I can’t cook, as you know. I just heated up some cans of soup. There wasn’t a lot in the cupboard, so I mixed a couple of them. I hope it tastes okay. Oh, and toast with butter. That, I can do!”

“I’m sure it will be fine,” he said as he took the tray from her. The soup was an alarming shade of brown, though. “Have you eaten?”

“Me? Uh, no. I don’t think so.”

He sighed. Shit. He should have been paying closer attention. He was in charge of her while the other two were away. “When did you last eat?”

“Umm. You know, maybe I should go and clean up the kitchen.”

He held up an arm as she tried to step past him.

“I made you up an eating schedule for a reason,” he said sternly. “It’s pinned to the fridge so you can see it. With a list of healthy snacks you could eat.”

“Yes, but who really eats five times a day?” she complained. “It’s so much. I don’t have the time or the belly for it.”

“Youshouldeat that much. And frankly, I’d be happy if you ate three meals. Sit at my desk, you’re eating with me.”

Only the soup really was sludge.

He didn’t want to insult her, though. So he moved his chair around to sit next to her.

“Do you think they’re okay? Salem and Alexei?” she asked, sounding anxious. “They said that they couldn’t give me specifics . . . I just want to know they’re okay.”

“Hey, they’re fine. They’re about to board a plane. They’ll probably message once they’re in the air. Okay?”

She nodded.

Relief filled him that he was able to reassure her.

He stirred the soup and took a sip. And his mouth immediately became a fire pit.

Holy shit.

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