Cut So Deep: A dark second chance romance (Dark and Deep Book 1) by Jax Colt

Author:Jax Colt [Colt, Jax]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jax Colt Books
Published: 2019-11-20T16:00:00+00:00

15

Blake

Carrie’s pull has always been strong. I know she used to have a crush on me. There was a time we nearly—

“So, what do you want to eat?” she asks, as she summons the waitress and orders a burger with everything on it, plus fries.

She’s a goddess. I order the same, and top it off with a strawberry milkshake. I wouldn’t normally stack on the fatty foods like this, but despite the situation, seeing her feels like a celebration. I know I’m thinking too much, but it’s hard not to. There’s so damn much to think about.

I should be asking her questions and finding out what she’s been doing, but I just feel clumsy. It’s like anything I do or say is going to be taken the wrong way. I’m not just her assigned officer, but I’m not sure if we’re friends yet, either. The boundaries are fuzzy, so I stay silent and let her be peaceful while we wait for the surly teen to bring our food.

The food comes, and we eat. She’s not dainty, but she’s not a fiend either, and I’m relieved when she doesn’t try to make small talk and devotes herself to eating her meal as whole-heartedly as I do. Lost in my meal, I start to think about what I should tell Brenda and George when we get back. Brenda will definitely remember Carrie from Cedar Rapids. There’s no doubt about that, so I won’t lie to her, but I’ll just tell George she’s an old friend who got mugged on a visit to New York and is too scared to stay alone. I don’t want him thinking he’s in danger, but I’ll make sure Brenda knows to be extra careful. I’ve been checking for a tail since we left the station, but I think we’re okay, and the doors are always triple-bolted at home. Security is my thing.

I pay the bill, and we head next door to the grocery store. I know she’ll need a few different things, so I tell her to pick up the essentials and meet me at the magazine rack. She looks embarrassed. I wonder if it’s because she’s used to shopping at more expensive places, but then she stutters out, “I don’t have any of my cash or cards on me.”

I’m struck at the look on her face. She’s really worried about it. Most women would have just assumed I was picking up the bill and shopped up a storm, but I see she’s in real discomfort at the idea of not being independent. It’s unnecessary; even if I didn’t have the witness budget, I’d pay for her stuff.

“Oh. Sorry I forgot to tell you,” I say. “These expenses are covered by the department’s witness protection budget, so make sure you get enough supplies to last. Who knows how long this will take.”

Again, the flash of vulnerability in her pretty face. Little miss control freak reporter must not like being so powerless. I suppress a laugh. It’s hard not to remember that face as it was back in high school.

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