Conrad growled at Armand. “Explain yourself! Where is this information coming from? How do you know any of this?” “I’ve been to England,” Armand replied. “I went to her house to get proof. I knew something was wrong. The way they were acting, the things they said—none of it made any sense. I’m sorry. I should have told you when I left, but I didn’t think you’d believe me.” Julie paused in the act of cleaning Hawk’s face. She glanced up in surprise. So Armand hadn’t left because he didn’t care about her anymore; he’d left because he cared too much, because he was worried and didn’t want to stand by and do nothing. She suddenly wanted to take back every mean thing she’d ever said to him about his annoying tendency to act like a stalker. “Holy shit,” Hawk murmured. “Girl, I don’t know what you did, but that feels amazing.” Julie stared at him in surprise.
