“I can’t get over how great you look,” Blaze said, her gaze raking over Erik as they walked.
Ignoring her compliment, Erik opened the double doors and they both stepped out. Before going any further, he stopped suddenly, turned her around, and began buttoning her sweater. “Blaze, I’m worried about you. I heard the news about Schorr escaping, and we both know the first thing he’s gonna do is come looking for you.”
After the last button, he let his hands drop, and then pushed them into the pockets of his trousers. He frowned up at the sky, looked around, then back down as if he were looking for something on the ground. “I know you hate me, but…”
“Hate you? Erik, don’t you know that you’re the only person in this whole friggin’ messed up world that I love?”
He looked down at her, an uncer
