Page 23 of Mated to the Enemy
“I don’t know that,” he said bluntly. “I don’t know anything, because you won’t share. You won’t let us help. Don’t you think that’s a little unfair? To expect us to help, without knowing what the hell we need to do?”
He had a point. A damn good point. But his feelings didn’t compare to her sister’s life, no matter how much she didn’t like to hurt him, oddly enough.
“That’s why I’m leaving,” she said bluntly, meeting his gaze at last, seeking the soft comforting embrace of blue that lay beyond the cold front he put up. But it wasn’t there. Not this time. He was guarding himself. “I can’t ask you to do this. I won’t. I’ll figure it out.”
Without waiting for a response, she moved to the side and went for the door again. Part of Jessica still expected Klaue to make an attempt to stop her, to keep her from leaving, but—this time—he just watched her go, not saying a word as she departed his quarters without looking back.
He was playing stubborn then. What did he expect, that she would just abandon her quest once she reached the doorway and change her mind? Run back into his arms, maybe?
Well if that’s what he thinks, then he doesn’t know Jessica Elizabeth Hanes!
She didn’t need his help to fix this. Jessica knew she was a strong, independent woman that could solve her own problems. She didn’t need a man to help her out.
Not like, a “man-man”, because Klaue isn’t my man. I’m not his woman. That’s not how I meant it. Just because I think he’s hot doesn’t mean I’m getting possessive.
As she walked down the hallway, her brain grew more muddled as she argued back and forth with herself, confused about why all these thoughts of Klaue were suddenly intruding in her mind.
