“You have to miss what we had,” she murmured and trailed a finger down my chest.
Annoyed, I knocked it away. “What’s your problem? You know I don’t go past three months. Why are you here?”
“Honey, I don’t believe that rule meant me. You and I connected, and you know it, Vortex. Why deny our connection?”
“For fuck’s sake, Kyleah, there was nothing between us but fucking. Why are you making such a big deal? Are you that desperate?”
“Excuse me,” Amy murmured and got to her feet. Triumph flashed over Kyleah’s face before being quickly wiped off.
“Don’t lie to yourself, Vortex. We’re special. I’ll leave, but I’ll be back. Now you’ve seen me, you’ll start remembering how good we were,” Kyleah said and walked away. She wriggled her ass, but I turned to find Amy disappearing. Fuck Kyleah, I wasn’t interested.
“Amy, wait!” I called and chased after her. She’d reached the stairs, and I caught her. “That was a shitshow you didn’t need to witness.”
“Hey, it’s fine. Kyleah, was it? She clearly doesn’t think things are over between you. I’m a distraction.”
“The hell are you are. Listen, brave girl. Ever since I found you wandering amongst the wreckage of the zeppelin, I’ve been falling for you. Not saying I’m in love with you, but I want more,” I said.
Amy’s eyes widened. “Vortex, I don’t do relationships with a time limit.”
“That’s all I did until you. Amy, that night was a disaster, but even with everything, you held it together, cared more for others, and were so fuckin’ brave. You broke me. The courage you displayed would have shamed Hercules himself. Without even meaning to, you made me want more than the casual dating I’d done.”
“I did?” Amy asked in disbelief.
“Yeah. Trust me, you did.”
“I do trust you,” Amy replied, and something swelled in my chest. Damn, this girl slayed me.
“Come sit back down and finish lunch, then we’ll do whatever you want.”
“Gotta call my dads,” Amy said with a wince.
“Would it be better face-to-face?”
“Vortex, you’ve met them, what do you think?” Amy laughed.
I winced. Amy had a point. I could only imagine Duke and Phil’s reaction to last night. I turned back and swore I spotted Kyleah darting out the doors, but nobody was looking that way. They were all watching me. Damn, peanut gallery.
“What’s going on?” Tracker demanded.
“Grab your bag, brother, we’ll find you a bunk, and I’ll update you,” Razor ordered. Tracker looked between us all before nodding and following Razor.
“Are you okay?” Drew asked.
“Fine. Well, I was,” she muttered, her eyes moving past my shoulder. Fuck having swinging doors, we needed revolving ones. I turned around and saw Sully and Monroe entering.
“Never rains but pours,” Drew quipped, and Amy snickered.
“Heard you had an incident last night, Miss Wright,” Monroe said.
“Yes. Someone tried to break into my apartment,” Amy replied.
Sully sniffed the air and looked over to the food service counter.
“Damn, you guys look after yourselves,” he murmured.
“Have you eaten, officer?” Meadow called.
“It’s Special Agent,” Monroe retorted.
