The four of us look around the table at each other in silent agreement that those two are going to fucking kill each other.
Just my luck that the two people I want most would be this fucking stubborn. And hot-headed. And control-freaks.
Fuck.
Luna, Eva, Jules, and I head to Eva’s office to begin damage control.
TWENTY-ONE
uncoil
Enzo
Saturday Evening, Day 31
It’s been two days since Hudson left my place after calling us all together to tell us about the suspicions raised against Eva. I haven’t seen him and he hasn’t answered or returned my calls. His text messages have been minimal at best.
Eva’s icy interactions with me at the house haven’t been much better. I’ve had some time to calm down and come to terms with the fact that I may have overreacted, but I don’t think it was entirely unwarranted, damn it. My sister is in danger. How she and Hudson can’t understand that, I’ll never know.
What I do know is I need to lay eyes on Hudson today, so I’m outside his door. I’ve kicked up security at the house, this building, and Hudson’s route to and from work. My anxiety is at an all-time high and I hope Hudson can understand that.
I raise my hand to knock when the door opens.
Hudson is standing at the door in shorts and T-shirt. It looks like he just stepped out of the shower.
My pulse settles as I take a deep breath and stare at him.
“My camera clocked your arrival like two minutes ago, wasn’t sure if you were going to knock or not. Figured I’d put you out of your stupid misery.” He gestures for me to come in.
“Thanks.”
“Want a drink?” He heads to the kitchen.
“Water.”
“Sure you don’t want anything stronger?”
“I’m sure.” I need to keep my wits about me.
He pours us both waters and we take a seat in the living room. I’m on the couch and he’s in the chair across from me.
“I’m sorry,” I start.
“For what?”
I let out a low chuckle. “You want me to list all the reasons?”
“I’m just curious if you actually know the shit you did wrong.”
“Yeah, well, I’ve probably done a lot of things wrong this past week.”
“Probably?”
“Can you take it easy on me? I’m not required to apologize in my line of work, okay? As a matter of fact, you and Eva are the only ones I ever apologize to. And frankly, I can’t think of a time I’ve ever pissed the two of you off as much as I have this week.”
“That’s probably true,” he agrees.
“I’m probably always going to be an asshole when it comes to yours and Eva’s safety. I won’t apologize for being overprotective.”
