Chapter Fourteen
In one swift motion, Hayden stood in front of Eliza, shielding her with his body. For a moment, everything was quiet. Eliza sat on the bed, motionless, and watched as Hayden glanced left and right, checking for bullet holes in the walls. After he made sure that the gunshot had not penetrated their room, he pulled Eliza up and handed her a shirt.
“I need to go outside and see what happened,” he told her. “It’s up to you whether you want to come or stay.”
Eliza didn’t need much time to think. She knew that she would go with him. Hayden ran to the closet and emerged with a fresh shirt and jeans. Eliza pulled her pants back on and slid into her shoes. Hayden walked in front of her as he opened the door, carefully shielding her with his broad frame.
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