“No, you don’t understand—” Eloise fights him, but he pins her to the mattress with his body.
She tries to push him off but is too weak to fight for long.
“I do understand. I know Yohan spoke to you.”
Her gaze turns to meet his.
“I know he told you about The American and that he doesn’t lose his captives. And that he’ll hunt you until he finds you. But, Eloise,” tears are streaming down her cheeks now, “I promise you I will not let him find you.”
Her lip quivers. She looks terrified.
“Please, stay and let me protect you.” His face is inches from hers. He gently lifts the sheet and dries the corners of her eyes. “You have to trust me.”
“I—I do,” she whispers without hesitation.
He closes his eyes, letting out a sigh of relief.
“Nick.” He opens his eyes at the sound of her soft voic
