Sylvia Day

Captivated by You (Crossfire #4)

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  • Marian Alexiahas quoted2 years ago
    “Oh, Gideon.” I sobbed his name, unable to hold back the sympathy and grief. And the relief that he was talking to me at last.

    “He told me you didn’t want me, that you were going away because you knew everything and it made you sick. That you couldn’t get away fast enough.”

    “That’s not true!” I sat up in bed. “You know that’s not true. I love you. It’s because I love you so much that I’m thinking so hard about this. Us.”

    “I’m trying to give you space. But I feel like it would be so easy for us to drift apart. A day goes by, then another. You’ll find a new routine without me in it … Christ, Eva, I don’t want you to get over me.”

    I spoke in a rush, my thoughts tumbling out of my mouth. “There’s a way to get through this, Gideon, I know there is. But when I’m with you I lose myself in you. I just want to be with you and to be happy, so I let things ride and put them off. We make love and I think we’ll be okay, because we have that and it’s perfect.”

    “It is perfect. It’s everything.”

    “When you’re inside me, looking at me, I feel like we can conquer anything. But we’ve really got to work on this! We can’t be afraid to deal with our baggage because we don’t want to lose each other.”

    He growled softly. “I just want us to spend time together not dealing with all this other shit!”

    “I know.” I rubbed at the pain in my chest. “But we have to earn it, I think. We can’t manufacture it by running away for a weekend or a week.”

    “How do we earn it?”

    I swiped at the tears drying on my cheeks. “Tonight was good. You calling me, telling me about your dream. It’s a good step, Gideon.”

    “We’ll keep making steps, then. We have to keep moving together or we’re going to end up moving apart. Don’t let that happen! I’m fighting here, with everything I’ve got. Fight for me, too.”

    My eyes stung with fresh tears. I sat for a while, crying, knowing he could hear me and that it was hurting him.

    Finally, I swallowed the pain down and made a snap decision. “I’m going to that all-night café on Broadway and Eighty-fifth for coffee and a croissant.”

    He was silent for a long minute. “What? Now?”

    “Right now.” I tossed back the covers on the bed and slid to the floor.

    Then he got it. “Okay.”
  • Marian Alexiahas quoted2 years ago
    I waited until we were alone again to speak, unsure of how to say what needed to be said. In the end, I went with blunt. “I can’t work on the PhazeOne campaign.”

    Mark and Steven stared at me.

    “Look, the Landons and the Crosses go way back,” I explained, “and there’s bad blood between them. Gideon’s got some concerns, and I see his point. It’s strong enough for me to be cautious.”

    Mark frowned. “Landon knows who you are. He doesn’t have a problem with it.”

    “I know. But the PhazeOne system is a pretty big deal. There’s risk involved with having access to it, and I don’t need to contribute to that in any way.” It was hard admitting that Gideon was right, because I knew I was right, too. Which left us at an impasse I didn’t know how to get around.

    Steven leaned closer and studied me. “You’re serious.”

    “Afraid so. Not that your decision is in any way affected by me, Mark, but I thought I should put that out there.”

    “I’m not sure I understand,” Mark said.

    “She’s telling you that if you stay with your job, you’ll be losing both the money and your assistant,” Steven clarified. “Or you can move to Cross Industries as you’ve already agreed to do, get the money, and keep Eva.”

    “Well …” God. This was harder than I’d thought it would be. I had heard it but now I was living it: Any woman who loses or gives up a job she loves because of a man will resent it … What had ever made me think I would be somehow exempt? “I can’t say yet that I’ll be making the move with you.”

    Mark fell back against the burgundy vinyl booth. “This just keeps getting worse.”

    “I’m not saying definitively that I won’t.” I tried to shrug it off as no big deal. “I’m just not sure that Gideon and I should be working together. I mean I’m not sure he should be my boss … or whatever. You know what I mean.”

    “I hate to say it,” Steven said, “but she’s got a point.”

    “This is not helping my problem,” Mark muttered.

    “I’m sorry.” I couldn’t tell them how sorry I really was. I didn’t even feel like I could offer advice. How could I be nonbiased about Mark’s options?

    “On the bright side,” I offered instead, “you’re definitely a hot commodity.”

    Steven elbowed Mark with a grin. “I knew that already.”
  • Marian Alexiahas quoted2 years ago
    “You have to stick with me. You promised. I told you I was going to fuck this up. I’ll fuck up again. I don’t know what the hell I’m doing, but God … I love you. I love you so fucking much. I can’t do this without you. I can’t live without you. You’re breaking me, Eva. I can’t …” He made a low, pained noise. “I need you.”

    “Ah God, Gideon.” Tears poured down my face and splattered onto my chest, sliding down beneath the neckline of my dress. “I don’t know what to do, either.”

    “Can’t we figure it out together? Aren’t we better—stronger—together?”

    I wiped at my face, knowing my makeup was ruined and not caring. “I want us to be. I want that more than anything. I just don’t know if we can get there. There hasn’t been a single time when you’ve let me figure things out with you. Not once.”

    “If I did … if I do—and I will—you’ll come back to me?”

    “I haven’t left you, Gideon. I don’t know how.” I looked out the window, spotted a young couple kissing each other good-bye in front of a revolving door before the man ran off. “But yes, if we could really be a team, nothing could keep me away.”
  • Marian Alexiahas quoted2 years ago
    Leaning forward, I asked, “How is he?”

    “Worse than you, I expect.” He glanced at me briefly before returning his attention to traffic. “He’s suffering, lass. Last night was the hardest.”

    “God.” I sank back into the seat, at a loss for what to do.

    I didn’t want Gideon to hurt. He’d been hurt too much already.

    Pulling out my smartphone, I texted him. I love you.

    His reply was almost immediate. Calling. Pls answer.

    A moment later the phone vibrated in my hand and his picture appeared on my screen. It was like a quick stab to the heart to see his face after spending the last few days avoiding any image of him. I was equally afraid to hear his voice. I didn’t know if I could be strong. And I didn’t have the answers he needed from me.

    My voice mail kicked in and the phone quieted. It started vibrating again right away.

    I answered, lifting the phone to my ear without speaking.

    There was silence on the line for a long, breathless moment. “Eva?”

    My eyes watered at the sound of Gideon’s voice, the rasp in it so deep, as if his throat were rough. What was worse was the hope I heard in the way he said my name, the desperate longing.

    “It’s okay if you don’t talk,” he said gruffly. “I just …” He gave a shaky exhale. “I’m sorry, Eva. I want you to know I’m sorry and that I’ll do whatever you need me to. I just want to fix this.”

    “Gideon …” I heard him suck in a sharp inhalation when I said his name. “I believe that you’re sorry we’re not together now. But I also believe that you would do something like this again. I’m trying to figure out if I can live with that.”

    Silence hung on the line between us.

    “What does that mean?” he asked finally. “What would be the alternative?”

    I sighed, suddenly feeling so tired. “I don’t have any answers. That’s why I’ve stayed away. I want to give you everything, Gideon. I never want to say no to you, it’s so hard for me. But right now, I’m afraid that if I make this compromise, if I stay with you knowing how you are and that you’re not going to change, I’m just going to resent you and, eventually, fall out of love with you.”

    “Eva … Christ. Don’t say that!” His breath snagged. “I told Dr. Petersen. About Hugh.”

    “What?” My head snapped up. “When?”

    “Last night. I told him everything. About Hugh. Anne. He’s going to help me, Eva. He said some things …” He paused. “They made sense to me. About me and the way I am with you.”

    “Oh, Gideon.” I could imagine how difficult that must have been for him. I’d lived through that confession myself. “I’m very proud of you. I know it wasn’t easy.”
  • Marian Alexiahas quoted2 years ago
    My hands clenched into fists. My gaze stayed on the carpet between my feet. “I was—” I cleared my throat. “The therapist. The one I had when I was a child.”

    “Yes?”

    “He … he molested me. For nearly a year. He … raped me.”
  • Marian Alexiahas quoted2 years ago
    relationships were about compromise. Do you remember that?”

    I jerked a nod.

    “That compromise means you don’t always have to be the strong one, Gideon. You can do the heavy lifting on occasion, and you can let Eva do it sometimes. Marriage isn’t about whether you’re strong enough as an individual. It’s about how strong you are together and the luxury of taking turns carrying the load.”

    “I …” My head bowed again. Eva had said the same thing. “I’m trying. I swear to God, I’m trying.”

    “I know you are.”

    “She has to take me back. She has to come back. I need her. She’s killing me right now. She’s ripping me apart.” I stared at my hands, at the rings she’d given me that made me hers. “What do I do? Tell me what to do.”

    “Eva is going to want to know that you’re willing to change. She’ll want to see you taking steps to demonstrate that. You won’t face these big decisions too often, so she may adopt a wait-and-see attitude. That will be hard for you, I think. Very hard.”
  • Marian Alexiahas quoted2 years ago
    “I know that.” I tried to articulate my chaotic thoughts. “But I need to take care of her. After what she’s lived through …”

    My eyes squeezed shut. Knowing what she’d suffered was almost too much for me to think about sometimes. “I have to be strong for her. Make the tough calls.”

    “Gideon, you’re one of the strongest men I know,” he said quietly.

    I opened my eyes and looked at him. “You haven’t seen me the way she has.”

    Crying like a child. Brutalized by memories. Masturbating while unconscious. Violent in my sleep. Weak, so weak. Helpless
  • Marian Alexiahas quoted2 years ago
    “I know that.” I tried to articulate my chaotic thoughts. “But I need to take care of her. After what she’s lived through …”

    My eyes squeezed shut. Knowing what she’d suffered was almost too much for me to think about sometimes. “I have to be strong for her. Make the tough calls.”

    “Gideon, you’re one of the strongest men I know,” he said quietly.

    I opened my eyes and looked at him. “You haven’t seen me the way she has.”

    Crying like a child. Brutalized by memories. Masturbating while unconscious. Violent in my sleep. Weak, so weak. Helpless.

    “Do you think she doubts you because you’ve let her see you vulnerable? That doesn’t sound like Eva to me.”

    My eyes stung. “You don’t know everything. You just … You don’t know.”
  • Marian Alexiahas quoted2 years ago
    MONDAY blurred into Tuesday. There were only three times a day when I felt any life at all—at nine when I knew Eva arrived for work, at lunch, and again at five when she finished for the day. I waited with endless hope for her to reach out to me. To call or communicate in any way. Another horrible fight would be better than the aching silence.

    She didn’t. I could only watch her on the security monitors, devouring the sight of her coming and going like a man dying of hunger, scared to approach her and risk widening the chasm between us
  • Marian Alexiahas quoted2 years ago
    The bedroom. God. I collapsed on the floor, racked by tears. I’d fallen asleep in the closet, unable to move after Eva left me, afraid to take one literal step in any direction toward a life without her in it
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