Preacher Dom by Lucian Bane

Author:Lucian Bane [Bane, Lucian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-07T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

He’d fucked up royally. Daniel paced outside the store in the mall, waiting for Nineveh. He wasn’t sure how long it was supposed to take for her to get everything, but he guessed an hour. Maybe he should go find her and let her know he was going to the coffee shop several stores down and she could meet him there.

Fuck it. He headed inside the store, looking. He finally spotted her dark hair on the far side and made his way over. He stopped just out of sight, watching her as she checked herself out in a mirror outside the dressing room.

He stood immobile, gripped in that fascination that always took him over when he watched her do anything. In that moment, there was something about the way she looked at herself in the mirror. He realized she had on a dress and the innocent sight gripped him with the need to hug her, he’d needed to since his earlier fuck up.

Feeling guilty about watching her, he walked up, stopping several feet away. “Hey,” he called, making her spin around with a worried look on her face. “I like it,” he said, hoping it was okay to say.

She pushed hair behind her ear and looked down at herself. “I just… I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. About my life,” she said quietly before looking at him. “If I’m going to change it—and I am—then there’s no sense in me dressing to attract a man.” She turned back to the mirror, inspecting again. “I think it’s time to dress like the person I want to be perceived as. A smart, decent, strong woman.” She smoothed her hands over the dress and turned to him again. “You think it looks alright?”

Daniel fought with himself. He was in constant warfare around her now and confused as fuck over it. But he took the open invitation she’d given him to look, sliding his gaze carefully over her, wondering how every, fucking, glorious thing she said and did made him burn in ways he had no right to. When his assessment ended at the hungry look hiding behind that determined glint, it commanded him, and he obeyed. “You look beautiful.” He didn’t know or care if the words were right. They were true.

“My instincts were right, then,” she said with a small smile, sounding relieved. Fuck, that she had such absolute trust in his words should have made him feel better, but it only added fuel to that already unstable inferno inside him.

He watched her disappear into the dressing room, praying the compliment wouldn’t hurt her. Was he setting her up for a fall? He didn’t know. He only knew he needed to see that smile. Fuck, when did it become about what he needed? No, he needed her to smile.

He was a mess. The broken human God had given him to help was turning into a job he was not equipped to handle. But that was too late. He was too far in now.

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