His Hunch

[Fineon’s POV]

How long has it been since I left Hindrick and Fallon alone? Was it time to go back in and do damage control? Although I felt like an idiot for even leaving them alone, I knew that the discussion that would happen was necessary, especially if I ever wanted Hindrick to move on and stop having hopes for something that was mine.

Sighing, I kicked up off the wall I was leaning against and began to move, deciding they had had long enough. However, before I could even move, the man in question came storming out.

"All done?" I ask, eyeing him to see if there is any sign of how his conversation with Fallon went. "Or are you taking a breather to recoup?"

"Take good care of her," Hindrick snaps. "Otherwise, I’ll kill you."

"Already planned on it."

Nodding, Hindrick didn’t say anything more as he turned and began to make his way in the opposite direction of his room.

"Where are you going?" I call to his retreating form.

"None of your business," is his only response before rounding