“Have you held back or hesitated in the least, on a single mission that you’ve flown since then?”
“Never! I wouldn’t do that.”
“Didn’t think so.” He rose to his feet and, taking her by the shoulders, turned her to face him.
She looked up at him with an expression he still couldn’t read. He’d had months of training, like any other SEAL, in reading what another’s unspoken thoughts, or at least what their mood, might be. But he couldn’t read her and it was frustrating the hell out of him.
“Then why in blazes are you avoiding me?”
“I would think that would be obvious.”
He racked his brain again to no avail. “Well, it isn’t to me.”
Trisha looked up at Billy. His narrowed eyes revealed that he was indeed totally perplexed.
It was perfectly clear to her, and she figured that meant she was
