Page 62 of Dark Encounter
"Of course I would." I took a step toward him but paused as his expression tightened.
"And you wouldn't go against me in anything I might have to do in the syndicate?"
"Never. I understand your situation."
"I'm glad. You wouldn't ask me to choose you over it, right?" He tilted his head to the side, stealing my heart again for the millionth time. I honestly didn't even hear the question he asked too terribly well.
"I'd do anything you wanted me to, Erik. As long as you were mine." I reached out, and he did too, gripping my hand for a moment. "I love you. I've said that already."
He nodded. "Let me try things with my old man one more time, and if not..."
"I'll have a bag packed tonight. Whatever happens, just promise that we'll be together."
"I promise."
I stood there and watched him walk across the street as the wind blew all around me. He wasn't going to leave his father's side, though it was a wonderful pipe dream. And even if he did find the courage to leave, would his Dad really allow him to?
No. Not the man I met a few weeks back. The syndicate was his life, and he expected Erik to feel the same way.
My stomach turned, and I reached down and rubbed it softly. Maybe something I'd eaten? Maybe the situation facing us. Something had me feeling like shit all of a sudden. I sat down at an empty table outside of the diner and closed my eyes, breathing in deeply and working hardnotto let my worries consume the beauty of the moment.
No matter what happened, one thing was obvious... Erik wanted me in his life.
And chances are, even though he didn't spell it out, he loved me too.
