before her own eyes — but after what he had endured... he would also have to heal mentally.
“Auro will come after us,” he said from his place in the corner. He had dragged a chair near the window, the curtains pulled aside with window open.
She looked at him, taking in his appearance. He had looked so haggard, so thin and weak in the bright snow, so stark against the whiteness of the cold flakes that must have chilled him. Jamie herself hadn’t even had shoes to wear on her way to the store, and she had felt almost frozen to the bones by the time she entered the building...and he had had to wait out there while she guessed at his clothes size.
And she might have guessed a little too small, she thought, turning on her side. She had lain herself on the bed, splayed out. Room service was on the way — it had been too hard to watch Talon preciously bring fries to his lips. It had been a revelation to her, and now she wanted to spoil the daylights out of him. First, she would start with food.
Jamie jerked when she realized what he’d said. “That...won’t be good,” she said uneasily, sitting up slowly.
Talon turned his head from the window, looking at her. “No shit, Sherlock. If he found us, you do realize that I wouldn’t be able to do anything. He’s too furious.”
She swallowed, pushing her hair out of her face. “Do you know for sure? Can’t he have died with Lyne? I mean...”
“No, I get what you’re trying to say. But I don’t think they were that strongly connected. I know...” He rubbed his head, then dropped his hand. “I know something, I just can’t...remember.”
Jamie stared at him, thinking. “What did you do to get... put there?” she asked hesitantly.
For a second, she thought he wasn’t going to answer her. After all the crap that she had done for them, that he had done for her, one would think he might at least trust a little...
“I don’t remember.” His blunt statement drew her back.
“How can you not remember? Do you know what they could...do?” Jamie remembered feeling dizzy and like she was floating on cloud nine at one point, so they must have some sort of mind power. She shuddered, thinking of how pathetic she was to even believe something like that.
Jamie sat up more on the bed, watching him. He had turned his face back to the window, and the light caressed him almost lovingly. Her stomach turned as she thought of facing Chris. After meeting Talon and missing her flight...there was no way she was getting out now unless he decided to go with her.
He was so dark, so...unreadable. She loved it, was attracted by it. How could she have ever compared him to Chris? she thought, her eyes moving slowly over his form. He was so darkly handsome, almost like a rogue, something that would take her on the ride of her life. Of course, he had made no move to stay with her besides that he had followed her.
“You said you don’t remember anything, at all...” Jamie started slowly, a plan forming in her mind. “Maybe... I could help you. I have enough money to take you all over the world!” Her heart raced at the thought of traveling with him, learning with him.
It didn’t occur to her how foolish the thought was until he shook his head and said, “As soon as I get enough strength, I’m leaving. Alone.” Jamie didn’t know that he only planned on leaving her so that Auro wouldn’t come after her.
Talon leaned into the chair, staring out at the world beyond the window. Cars honked, the smell of gasoline and coldness tingling his nose. It was nothing new, he thought, yet it felt like it. Ever since his foot had touched the cold ground outside of Auro’s house, it had dawned on him that he might finally be free. Except for the threat of Auro, Talon was free — and so was Jamie.
He had his reserves for the surprisingly strong woman. She had done everything she could to get them out, even killed a man and — “What did you do with Lyne?” he asked, trying to hide the growl in his voice.
Jamie’s pale blue eyes blinked. “What do you mean?”
His arms crossed over his chest, a hot breath steaming out of his mouth. If they had done anything — the thought of the two