Chapter Eleven
They sat in silence for several minutes. Though the noise around them made up for lack of conversation, it didn’t make sitting across from each other, eye to eye, any easier. He was nervous, looking around as if he was afraid they were being watched, or he wasn’t sure of what he wanted to say to the woman who was in front of him.
“You wanted to talk?” Sydney prompted him, after they’d been served their pizza.
“Yeah,” he nodded his head.
“I’m here,” she replied pleasantly. She wasn’t feeling patient, but it wasn’t going to do any good being anxious. Gabriel would take his time.
“I need to understand you,” he finally said. He looked at her with his dark penetrating eyes seeming even more intense than usual.
“Oh? What about?”
“Why you’re on this independent streak, why
