`` now let 's talk about your daughter , '' she said after she 'd handed him the water and allowed him time to take a few sips . not since the senator was murdered , anyway . soft lips pressed against her temple . on what he was doing with his tongue . she typed back an address , one that i knew . i chose my words carefully so we both understood my meaning . in that moment , he wanted to rip apart every soldier with him . `` you 're not sleeping with me . 