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She sighed and leaned her hip against the window, watching him wait patiently for Shep to find a place to pee. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to stay; she couldn’t. Her heart already felt cut and painful. Being near Terrence every day and not telling him exactly how she felt would be impossible. He wanted her to stay, but that didn’t mean he loved her. Terrence didn’t seem ready to love, and she couldn’t bear loving someone as much as she loved him and not having it returned. It’s not his fault he doesn’t feel the same. Christine didn’t blame him. Maybe he wasn’t ready, or maybe she just wasn’t his forever woman. She didn’t regret the time she had with him. He’d changed her somehow, made her feel like a woman. Now that he’d opened a new world to her, she couldn’t go back. And she couldn’t ignore that her heart was wide open to him, and he didn’t want it. Staying would only be a Band-Aid on her wound. It might feel better for a while, but in the end she’d be crushed. She’d have

“Yeah. But only because I checked her background for personal info. I didn’t really think she was FBI. I just knew she wasn’t a normal guest at the resort.” “I’ve been checking everyone who talks to me for the last two years. I knew the FBI was watching, but we weren’t ready to work together yet. We needed proof first,” Marcus explained. “Why did you let the team arrest you?” Christine asked, curious. “All the terrorists weren’t there yet. We had to catch the rest of them. They would have run if they knew I was with the CIA. I had to wait until the rest were in custody, and we needed to set a trap. If I had revealed myself, it would have been harder to help catch the rest. I was really glad you had backup, Agent Bailey. I went to the storage room to try and send an emergency message to the director while the terrorists were busy checking the goods, but help wasn’t going to arrive in time. I was already trying to think of another plan,” Marcus said. “You didn’t tell them I wa

“I can’t,” Christine whispered. Tears filled her eyes. Terrence dropped his hands and stepped back. “I can’t make you want me, I guess.” Don’t say anything. Don’t tell him how much you want him, how empty you’ll be without him. It will only make things harder. She bit her lip hard. At last, he turned and walked out, leaving her alone. Christine let the tears fall, grieving the loss of Terrence before she had even left him. TERRENCE Terrence took Shep outside, his anger fighting with his desperation. What could he do? He couldn’t force her to stay. She wanted her job. He wanted her. They were stuck, and there was no way to fix it. Truthfully, he didn’t want her that way anyway. He wanted her to stay by choice. He wanted her love, something lasting that would tie her to him forever. She never asked if I’d move to Washington. Not once. For her, I would. In a heartbeat. I don’t care where I live as long as I’m with her. But she never asked. To her, this relationship i

“I want you to love me as much as I love you.” He walked back and forth in the big room, moving around the chairs in the living area, pacing restlessly across the cabin. “Honestly, I don’t think that’s possible because I love you so much I can’t even think clearly anymore. You’re all I think about. You’re my obsession. I’m scared you’ll get hurt, that something will happen to you, and I’m terrified that when you leave, I’ll lose my mind.” Christine tried to stop her sob as she watched Terrence move like a trapped lion. His restlessness and pain made her knees weak. He loves me. He really loves me, just as much as I love him. Tears slid down her face as she watched his strong body, dressed only in jeans and a dark green sweater, move without stopping. His face looked tense, and he ran his hand through his messy hair. Finally, he stopped in front of her. “Tell me what I have to do and I’ll do it,” he said roughly, his nostrils flaring. His eyes looked like fire, filled with so many

“No. I was just wondering if we have enough food to last through the storm.” Terrence laughed, a warm sound that filled Christine’s heart with happiness. “I should have known you’d be worried about food,” he said with a grin. “Don’t worry, I’ve got us covered. Gabe had the caretakers make sure the place was fully stocked.” “I guess I’ll be cooking then,” she joked with a playful sigh. “You’ll teach me,” Terrence said, still smiling. That dimple always got to her. She reached up and gently traced the small dent in his cheek with her finger. “Only if you really want to learn. I don’t mind cooking. I actually enjoy it.” “I do want to learn,” he said seriously. “What if you get sick and can’t cook? What if I need to take care of you?” His face looked worried. She smiled up at him. “You’re not exactly broke. You could always hire someone.” “No one’s ever going to take care of you except me,” Terrence said . “I’ll learn.” Christine didn’t tell him she didn’t need anyon