his hand through his hair. “We didn’t exactly get to that.”
“She was pretty upset over you faking your death?”
He nodded. “That’s an understatement.”
“I can understand her being upset.”
“I had to do it.”
“I know,” she said gently. “If anyone knows I do. Remember? I was inside the Zodius facility. I saw what they do to women there.”
“I don’t want this life for her.”
“She’s already a part of it,” Becca reminded him.
“If I wipe her memory, I need to know if the dreams will recreate them. I need you to test her and find out.”
“Kel, I touch someone and I see their memories. I can’t see what their future memories will be. And if she has this ability, you can wipe away her past, but you won’t stop her dreams from taking her where they want to go. Call me a romantic, but I’d like to think they will always lead her right back here, to you. You love her and you hurt every day being away from her. I see it in your eyes.”
“How do I bring her into this world and justify that as okay?”
“How do you justify doing what the army did to you and the others in ‘Project Zodius’ by denying her the ability to choose?”
“Because I’m saving her life and they were taking ours.”
“You think stealing her memories and giving her some life she didn’t ask for is saving her?”
“DO you know where Kel is?” came a muffled female, very familiar voice from the hallway.
That she’d come hunting for him shouldn’t have surprised him, yet it did. She was, and always had been, determined to get what she wanted. That she wanted him both warmed him and turned him to ice. He didn’t know how to handle this right. He’d had no time to think about this.
Becca smiled. “She’s looking for you. I like her already.”
Suddenly, the door opened behind Kel and Damion said, “You have company.” Kel turned just in time to see Damion step out of the doorway and Sonia appear from behind him.
“Kel,” she said, charging forward to embrace him, tilting her chin up to find his eyes with hers. “All that matters is that you’re alive and we’re together. I love you. I never stopped loving you, or missing you, or hurting from the loss of you. I’m not letting you play macho super soldier and send me away. Not unless you tell me you don’t love me any more.”
Kel buried his head in her hair, inhaling the sweet smell of woman - his woman - and he knew why he’d walked away without giving her a choice. She was a giving, beautiful woman in so many ways. She was at that bar tonight tonight to save the waitress, fearless for herself. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
She pulled back and forced him to look at her, those gorgeous green eyes of hers seeming to see right into his soul, her voice hoarse with emotion. “Then don’t leave me again.”
“I don’t want to,” he assured her, and there was no way she could possibly know how much he meant those words, how much he wanted to be selfish and keep her with him.
“But you’re going to?” she challenged, seeming to read his mind. She shook her head. “No. I won’t let you.” There was stubbornness, passion, and love, in that vow.
It was all he could do not to pick up Sonia and carry her out of here, back to the apartments he called his own when in the city. To his bed. Somehow, he managed to restrain himself and instead he gently took her hand. “Let’s go back to the room.”
She nodded and he turned to Becca. “Sonia, this is Becca. I’ll introduce you more formally later.”
Sonia waved. “Hi, Becca. Nice to meet you.”
Becca smiled softly. “We’ll get acquainted after you two get some much needed time together. I’d love to hear about your dreams. I have a few abilities of my own I’m still getting used to.”
“I’d like that very much,” Sonia said.