His words impaled her like a sword. “I wish I could leave you here . . .”
Whatever he’d said after that was a jumbled mess. She knew she’d been hoping for the impossible. He didn’t want to be near her. He’d rather do what needed to be done and kick her out of town when it was over. When she didn’t say anything more, he glanced over. She kept her eyes downcast and took a ragged breath.
“Kat, what’s wrong?” She didn’t answer. “Damn it, Kat, look at me. What’s wrong?” A few seconds ticked by before he cursed. “f**k!”
She flinched but refused to look at him. He slowed down and then stopped at a red traffic light. Reaching over, he tilted her chin up until her gaze met his. “Kat, I didn’t mean whatever you think I meant. When I said I wanted to go up there alone, it was from a tactical stand
