*Caterina*
‘I did say I wanted to be involved,’ I told myself.
This was a part of that, and just being out here meant that Elio trusted me, and he truly wanted to respect my wishes. That was what I wanted. But the eerie-looking warehouse gave me a chill up my spine, and it took everything in me not to throw the car in reverse and get the hell out of there.
But Elio was there, so I knew I was safe. There was no way that man would let me anywhere near a place that was dangerous, no matter how involved I’d told him I wanted to be. I couldn’t help feeling for a few seconds that inclusion wasn’t something I wanted at all.
Those feelings warred with each other inside me as I slid out of the car and grabbed my bag. Elio casually slipped his hand into my own and pulled me forward. The feel of his touch was comforting, and I was back to being certain that I was safe with Elio here.
