Ella hadn’t spoken to him since they’d left the neighbor’s place. Dillon shot her a side glance and noticed her set features, her tight jaw. Her don’t-mess-with-me vibe.
He let out a sigh, every part of him wanting to go to her.
He didn’t.
Not wise, for one. Soon he’d be back in the thick of war.
It wasn’t fair to expect Ella to wait for him. So many contingencies he couldn’t control.
“Are you sure this is how you want things to end?” Nikolai asked in a low voice. “I was an i***t with your sister. It took me ages to realize it was better for us to be together than apart. And it pissed me off when she dated someone else. You don’t want that Dillon. Your expression when you watch the woman gives you away. Last night didn’t sound like a couple who should separate.”
“Butt out,” Dillon sa
