She’d been honest yesterday when she’d told Elise that she wanted to use Wolfgang, to distract him from what was really going on. But there was also a part of her that wanted to see him again—that was kind of thrilled to be seeing him again, to feel that unfamiliar flutter in her stomach as she walked beside one of the most handsome men she’d ever met, in his immaculately tailored uniform, basking in the way he looked at her.

It was so wrong, she knew that, but she actually liked the cat-and-mouse game. For the past year, everything had been sad. First Louis, then her parents, and now . . . Her eyes flew open again. Now they had people hiding in their home and she’d caught the eye of a Nazi soldier. It was exhilarating, and she couldn’t pretend that she didn’t like his interest in her. Suddenly she was feeling excited about being alive again, about the people she was spending time with.

She rose and got dressed, going into the bathroom and fixing her hair and splashing some water on her face before heading downstairs. No one else was up yet, and she moved quietly around the kitchen, deciding to make bread and humming to herself as she worked. Oscar came padding in and yawned at her before lying near her feet, and she smiled down at the little dog, pleased to have him for company.

“You’re up early.”

Adelaide got such a fright she almost jumped out of her skin, and found Cate standing behind her.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you,” Cate apologized.

“It’s fine, I was just lost in my thoughts, that’s all.”

Cate sat down at the table, and Addy washed her hands and lifted the big kettle to fill it with water.

“Coffee?”

“Please.”

Addy busied herself with making it before finally taking both steaming mugs to the table and sitting across from Cate. She was a beautiful woman, with a wide mouth and warm brown eyes, and the way her fringe brushed almost all the way to her eyelashes gave her a shy look that made her seem more vulnerable than she probably was. She’d seen with her own eyes how capable Cate was when she needed to be.

“How’s Jack?” Addy asked.

“He’s fine. There’s no infection, and he seems good within himself, but we’re not out of the woods yet. I’m just pleased he has somewhere safe to recuperate.”

“I’m glad to hear it.” She’d secretly wondered if Cate and Jack’s relationship went further than simply nurse and patient, but she wasn’t about to ask.

“Elise told me that you’re seeing the commander again today,” Cate said. “How are you feeling about that?”

She didn’t say it with any malice, but Adelaide still felt defensive. “I’m feeling just fine about it.”