“Then what’s the problem? You keep telling me she’s just a job. So, fine. The job’s done. You found her. You trained her. Now she has to do her part. She has to kill Dmitri. Whether she can survive the… — Angela B. Wade Copy Share Image
“I twisted my body, suddenly unable to stand his hands on me. “Do you really think I give a damn what you are? That anything else matters to me more than you, yourself? I don’t want you to stay because you think I need a protector, Daniel. I’ve been looking after myself for a very long time now, and I’ve… — Angela B. Wade Copy Share
“Daniel rested his hip on the counter, arms crossed, saying and offering nothing. “What? Are you thinking about sticking me with Luc permanently?” I laughed, the sound anxious. I waited for Daniel to laugh, too, at the sheer insanity of the idea. To reassure me he would never do something so cruel. But he stayed silent, something he was getting… — Angela B. Wade Copy Share
“I’m by myself,” she said finally. “No family to speak of.” “I see.” Leaning forward again, he rested his arms against the table. “That must be rather difficult.” “Sometimes.” “And lonely, I imagine. Perhaps that is why you came here tonight?” Her jaw popped under the strain of maintaining decorum. “First: I said I was alone, not lonely. There's a… — Angela B. Wade Copy Share
“What? You think your White Knight’s going to charge in and save the day? Not fucking likely. Nic’s locked up far away from anywhere… — Angela B. Wade Copy Share Image
“Then what’s the problem? You keep telling me she’s just a job. So, fine. The job’s done. You found her. You trained her. Now… — Angela B. Wade Copy Share Image
“Belonging: that was the name for it. More tempting than sex and so far out of the question as to be unthinkable.” — Angela B. Wade Copy Share Image
“That last night,” she said quietly. “Why did you say you hoped you'd never see me again?” He hadn’t said it; it had been… — Angela B. Wade Copy Share Image
“It had only been two days – two days – since he’d seen her last, and yet he’d missed her every step of the… — Angela B. Wade Copy Share Image
“When he’d woken that morning to find her gone, he’d used the time alone to clean himself up in every sense of the word.… — Angela B. Wade Copy Share Image
“Daniel came to sit beside me, ignoring my wariness and settling into the thin, worn cushion. “Who’d you think I was that first night… — Angela B. Wade Copy Share Image
“How do you think I got to this point? Each day another step on an unending staircase? Months of searching, dredging through the filthiest… — Angela B. Wade Copy Share Image
