Hunter.
“What I want?” he breathes.
I nod and purse my lips.
He stops an inch away from my mouth and whispers hotly, “I’ll tell you in your hotel room.”
CHAPTERFORTY-FIVE
DUTCH
The airport is colder than a Siberian winter. Both my brothers are dozing in the uncomfortable black chairs. Outside, the sky is dark.
My watch says it’s two a.m.
Yesterday, we rushed into the airport, ready to buy a ticket, but we missed the last flight and couldn’t bribe, fight or pay our way onto another one.
After that, we called mom. She couldn’t get clearance for her private jet to pick me up this late, but she promised to pull some strings. I’ve been waiting hours for her call.
My phone lights up.
Finally.
“Mom?” I scramble to my feet. “Did you find a way to get me over there?”
“Before I answer that question, I want to ask you something.”
“What?” I grouse, hoping she’ll hurry up. I don’t have time for questions. I need to see Cadey.
“If you found out that Cadence was pregnant—”
I choke on a breath. “Pregnant?”
“… for another man….”
My fingers nearly crack the phone in two.
“… would you still want to be with her?”
“That would never happen.”
“Answer the question, Dutch.”
“It’s a ridiculous question. Cadence isn’t like that.” She’s never been with anyone except me. Never been with anyone before me either. It was obvious. Every time I touched her, she reacted like it was her first time. “Mom, did you get the plane or not?”
My phone beeps.
Confused, I pull it back and glance at the screen.
“Is that the tickets?” I ask excitedly.
“Open the message, Dutch.” Mom’s voice is strangely subdued.
I tap on the screen and pictures of Cadey and Hunter fill my vision. He’s got his face close to hers. From this angle, it looks like they’re kissing.
Dark, violent emotions swirl through my chest.
“Do you see?”