Chapter 25“I wish you’d talk to me.”
Edmund sat on one of the benches in the locker room, his forearms resting on his knees, his amber eyes fixed on the floor. Even though he had already changed into the Chippendale costume Darby had procured for him to get around uninhibited at the Rio, she couldn’t really enjoy how flawless he looked in it. He’d said only a few words since arriving at the casino at dawn, and those had been mechanical, his thoughts obviously elsewhere. Darby didn’t have to ask where that elsewhere was. She knew. Because Mathias had never come home after chasing Tatiana, and Edmund couldn’t let that go.
“What about filling me in on the details of what we’re going to do when I actually get you up to the Assembly meeting?” she tried instead. She secured the beaded mini-ski
