HAZEL
I missed a step while processing his words and stumbled forward, but Corbin caught me before I hit the ground. Since we met, he’d been catching me. How dumb of me to question him.
"That’s why you said those things?" I asked, disbelief clouding my words, but I didn’t disbelieve him. In fact, I believed Corbin with everything in that moment.
How had I been such a fool to think he’d give me over to a Chicago mobster? I climbed out the bathroom window and right into the clutches of a man who stalked the back yard getting ready to break in. I didn’t even see him until it was too late and he had me in his hands.
Corbin tilted his head and speared me with a glance. "Babe," was all he said. Even in the dark, I saw his expression that said so much without him having to open his mouth.
I tipped my head, staring at the ground in front of me. "I’m a moron."