THIRTY-SEVEN
STRAIGHTENING HER ARM, her fingertips touched his spine. He didn’t move away, but he didn’t say anything either. Tess didn’t know what to say that might reassure him. s*x before had been part of his mission. Getting close to her, giving her whatever she needed to keep her close, he’d been with her for a purpose.
Whatever they’d just done wasn’t for any mission, not that she knew about, and it wasn’t sanctioned by Olympus either.
When he didn’t react to her fingers, she took them to her cleavage where the bullet he’d given her was nestled. Somehow, the chain had stayed in place.
“I have to tell Harry,” he said and couldn’t sound less happy about it.
“You said he wasn’t an i***t,” Tess said. “He probably knows we were together before. You didn’t want to talk to him about th
