Lover Avenged(76)
“Nah, but I might have a nice Chianti with her, and some pommes frites. I gotta have some tater with my meat. Come on, let’s get you under the water and wash that bitch’s stank off.”
Trez walked over and got Rehv up off the counter.
“Thank you,” Rehv said quietly as they limped toward the shower.
Trez shrugged, knowing damn well they weren’t talking about the visit to the bathroom. “You’d do the same for me.”
“I would.”
Under the spray, Rehv worked the Dial over himself until his skin was red as a raspberry, and got out of the shower only after he’d done his three-times-over wash. When he stepped free of the water, Trez handed him a towel, and he dried off as fast as he could without losing his balance.
“Speaking of favors…” he said, “I need your phone. Your phone and some privacy.”
“Okay.” Trez helped him back to bed and covered him up. “Man, good thing this duvet didn’t land in the fire.”
“So can I have your phone?”
“You going to play soccer with it?”
“Not as long as you leave my door closed.”
Trez handed him a Nokia. “Take care of her. She’s brand-new.”
When he was alone, Rehv dialed carefully and hit send on a wing and a prayer, having no clue whether or not he got the number right.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
“Hello?”
“Ehlena, I’m so sorry-”
“Ehlena?” the female voice said. “Sorry, there isn’t any Ehlena at this number.”
Ehlena sat in the ambulance holding in her tears out of habit. It wasn’t like anyone could see her, but the anonymity didn’t matter. As her latte cooled in its double cup, double sleeve, and the heater ran intermittently, she kept herself together because that’s what she always did.
Until the CB radio went off with a squawk and scared her out of her numb colds.
“Base to four,” Catya said. “Come in, four.”
As Ehlena reached for the handset, she thought, See, this was exactly why she could never let her guard down. If she’d been a wilted mess and had to answer? Not where she needed to be.
She hit the talk button with her thumb. “This is four.”
“Are you okay?”
“Ah, yes. I just needed…I’m coming back right now.”
“There’s no hurry. Take your time. I only wanted to make sure you were okay.”
Ehlena glanced at the clock. God, it was nearly two a.m. She’d been sitting out here, gassing herself by running the engine and the heater, for almost two hours.
“I’m so sorry, I had no idea what time it was. Do you need the ambulance for a pickup?”
“No, we were just worried about you. I know you assisted Havers on that body and-”
“I’m fine.” She rolled down the window to let some air in and put the ambulance in gear. “I’m coming back right away.”
“Don’t rush, and listen, why don’t you take the rest of the night off.”
“That’s okay-”
“It’s not a request. And I’ve switched the schedule around so you have tomorrow free as well. You need a break after tonight.”
Ehlena wanted to argue, but she knew that would just come across as defensive, and besides, with the decision made, there was nothing to fight for.
“All right.”
“Take your time coming back.”
“I will. Over and out.”
She hung up the handset and headed for the bridge that would take her across the river. Just as she was accelerating on the ramp, her phone went off.
So Rehv was calling her back, huh. Not a surprise.
She took out the phone only to confirm that it was him, not because she was intending to answer his call.
Unknown number?
She hit send and brought her cell to her ear. “Hello?”
“Is this you?”
Rehv’s deep voice still managed to shoot through her on a warm thrill, even though she was pissed off at him. And herself. Basically at the whole situation.
“Yes,” she said. “This isn’t your phone number, though.”
“No, it’s not. My cell had an accident.”
She rushed ahead before he got to any sorrys. “Look, it’s none of my business. Whatever’s going on with you. You’re right, I can’t save you-”
“Why do you even want to try?”
She frowned. If the question had been self-pitying or accusatory, she would have just ended the call and changed her number. But there was nothing but sincere confusion coming through in his voice. That and utter exhaustion.
“I just don’t understand…the why,” he murmured.
Her answer was simple and from the soul. “How can I not.”