Page 429 of Chaos has a Name
Or where to begin.
When Caspian broke the kiss, she was grinning.
“Sir, do you often abduct helpless damsels in morgue hallways?”
That made him laugh.
“It depends. It seems like I’ve found one I’m interested in abducting. I don’t know if she’s a damsel though.”
Well, she wanted to be abducted.
“That was a pretty spectacular kiss,” she admitted.
He shrugged.
“I do what I can do,” he said, tucking a piece of her brown hair behind her ear. It had come out of the braid running down her back.
She could see that.
“How does this usually work?” she asked.
For a brief second, he thought she was going to bring them up, and then was vastly disappointed when he realized she wasn’t referring to him.
“Does Elizabeth take a while? Take a lunch? Take a break?” she asked.
Well, crap.
“She’s usually a non-stop kind of person on a case, but she has to check in since she’s running this office now. I’m sure she’ll be down quickly. Ivan has us still mobilized, so that means she’s told him she’s going back out.”
Well, that worked for her.
For the time being, she wanted to stay busy.
Her father had been blowing up her phone, and none of it was good. Apparently, he was taking a little hissy fit about her reading him the riot act over Caspian.
The last one was hurtful, and she was angry.
‘He’ll leave at some point, and you’ll be dumped. Don’t do this, Rayna. Find a nice Native man and settle down. You deserve to be treated well.’
Who was she finding?
Someone who staggered home drunk and didn’t give two shits about her?
Then again, she knew Caspian was heading home to DC before long.
Was it wrong she wanted the case to stall?
For months?
Was that a possibility?
“Thanks,” she said. “I like to make sure my schedule is clear. I wouldn’t want to miss any dates or fancy balls that I should attend.”
He laughed.
“I’ve had to work the latter on those, and the former, come to think of it. This is my fancy outfit,” he joked, trying to keep it light.
He wanted to take her on a date.
