Lost Too Much

LOST TOO MUCH Chapter 29

Sicily, Italy

The sky was as blue as Callen's eyes. Bronte stood on the balcony overlooking the Mediterranean Sea and she didn't want to move. Their time here had been more perfect than she could ever have envisioned. The villa nestled into the west end of the beach with the perfect view of the sandy cove that was only metres from their door.

She felt Callen's hands as they made contact with her skin and he rubbed her shoulders. She appreciated him working at the knots from hauling up the sail each day. He was a selfless man with a heart of gold. For the past two weeks she'd been asked what she wanted to do and where she wanted to go. Today was their last full day before they headed home. She shivered. Not from the cold, it had been warm into the seventies and eighties their whole time here. But from the effects from Callen's hands on her shoulders that roamed further afield.

"G." A moan escaped her throat. He lifted her up and carried her back to bed.

The sun had risen higher into the sky by the time they made it out of bed. They'd become lazy, but wasn't that what honeymoons were about? Once they returned to their life in Los Angeles, there'd be no time for luxuries like this. She was sad to say goodbye to the villa they'd called home for the past few weeks.

"I never thought I would suffer from sea sickness," Bronte furrowed her brow. "I never used to."

She'd thrown up every time they went out on the yacht, her face turned grey and he wanted to take her back to land. But she only shook her head, she loved it and she wasn't going to let a little sea sickness spoil their time out at sea. She only threw up the once and she felt much better afterwards.

"Don't feel bad, I get motion sickness from Kensi's driving." He saw the strange look she gave him. "What?"

"Oh. I was just thinking. You know I will have to split Deeks and Kensi up now that they're a couple, don't you?"

"Aah, no. As long as they prove that it won't affect them at work, I don't see why you need to split them up."

Fear clenched tight in his gut, there was no way he was giving Sam up as a partner. He couldn't face Kensi driving and the thought of having Deeks as his partner had him panicking.

"But if it does, I'll have no choice."

"Vance hasn't moved you out of our office to San Diego."

"But that's different. I'm not your partner."

"Were you and Greg ever partners?"

She nodded. "But once we became more than just work partners, our boss split us up."

Callen shook his head in protest. "There is no way I'm losing Sam as my partner. I'm alive today because of Sam."

Bronte furrowed her brow. "What do you mean?"

Callen gulped. He was sure she'd seen his file, all of their files since she'd taken over from Hetty. "Sam is like a big teddy bear, he worries about me like you do. I need someone I can depend on, I trust Sam."

"And you don't trust Kensi or Deeks?"

"I ah..."

"You do but you don't want to admit it because if you do, then you can't prevent the inevitable."

"Deeks was your mother's idea to give Kensi a partner. They work well together. Just like Sam and I do. There's no way I'm agreeing to this as team leader."

She saw fear in his eyes. "Okay. I'll partner up with Deeks and Kensi can partner up with you and Sam. Problem solved."

Callen's eyes widened, "no way. No." He turned her back to face him. "There is no way you're going back into the field."