Page 75 of Eves (Carson Brothers)

Sure, I'd just been kidnapped for the third time. Yes, I'd screamed for Kit and pleaded for him to be okay because I did love him more than anything. That didn't change things. He'd still been running off to Maddie to discuss his problems, confiding in her instead of me. Not even in a friendship way, because if they were only friends, why didn't he tell me about it? What did he have to hide?

"Shutting me out isn't the answer," he answered and it made me scoff.

"I don't think it's me that shutsyouout..."

"I wish I could change all the stupid mistakes I've made since you've come into my life, honest to god, I do. I hate repeating this with you. I know why you're upset, I get it."

I couldn't speak even if I wanted to, because I felt numb. It's exactly how I felt when I needed time to gather my thoughts.

"I could have lost you tonight."

I'd never seen Kit cry, not really. I wasn't sure I ever would but I could hear his voice croaking and it made me stare at him in the mirror.

"You and our baby. I could have lost you both. So please, just let me touch you," he pleaded and it made my eyes well up as he reached to pull me closer.

Before he even had a chance, I turned around and held onto his face as I planted a kiss on his lips. Kit's arms came around to scoop me up as my fingers trailed through his hair. We held each other for a while, just holding each other because we could. I felt so lucky to still be able to do that after what had happened.

"Promise me, Kit," I said looking at him, "Promise me it's never been more than a mission with her. Swear to me."

"I swear to god," he answered and I nodded.

"I'm so sorry, Eves," he breathed against my ear. I could feel the enormity of his guilt and it washed over his face as I looked at him.

"Tonight wasn't your fault. Well, not the part where our limo was crashed into and everything that happened after..."

"All this time, he's been after me. I've been blind and a fool, and by doing so I've put you in danger."

"No," I shook my head, not having any of it.

"You did what you thought was best. Besides, who's to say that your father and his men aren't just one group trying to get to the pair of us? Like you said, revenge is worth a lot."

"Tonight, you had to see me how I used to be. I pray you never have to see me like that again."

I just stared at him, remembering the look he'd had on his face during the fight.His eyes…

After my shower,I dried quickly and got dressed into some comfy pyjamas. I needed that comfort desperately and back in Kit's room, I placed my dress over the chair in the corner and stared at how mucky it was. I wasn't sure a dry-clean would do the job. I sighed and made my way over to the bed where Kit sat upright and bare-chested, trying to watch the Tele. I got into bed, closing my eyes once my head hit the soft pillow. Once I opened them, I saw Kit's busted eyebrow being held together by a strip as he stared at me. I ran my thumb across his cheekbone whilst holding his face in my hands. I made sure to do it gently. Every risen part of his expression looked bruised in some way.

"You really are a fighter," I said.

Scoffing, he smiled at me. "Has it only just hit you?"

"Kind of. I've seen you fight, train with little kids, hit a punching bag a few times. I've never seen you fight like you did today."

Kit's smile faded thinking about it. He'd already mentioned before how he'd been different. I hated bringing the subject back onto his mind.

"I don't want you to see me like that."

I nodded. "I know, but you're here. You won."

I tried to pull the conversation in another direction, hating how pained he looked thinking about how tainted he'd been during the fight.

"I don't mean like that." He stared away from me.

"I can fight with control, your Dad taught me how to. That's not what I was doing today."

I waited for him to continue, not interrupting so he could get this off of his chest.

"The techniques used on me by my dad's trainer were barbaric. He would train me and punish me, hurt me so that I wasn't only trained but endorsed with anger and pain. Once I got older, I put a stop to it. That type of abuse does a lot to a person, making them tainted just like they wanted."

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