~ ZEV ~
Zev trembled, looking for the courage. Would she look at him differently if she knew? He'd avoided even asking himself that. Didn't want to doubt her. But now… she already suspected. He needed to be honest with her.
Sasha looked up at him, took both his hands, squeezing them. "Zev, what is it? What haven't you told me?"
His heart hammered in his chest. "I, uh, haven't told you about the training they gave me," he muttered. "About the operational stuff. The reason I didn't have to stay at the compound. The stuff Nick trained me to do."
Sasha waited, watching him.
