Saving Sarah by Nan Reinhardt

Author:Nan Reinhardt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary, romance series, abuse domestic, romance 1960s, romancelove, seasoned romance
Publisher: Nan Reinhardt

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Oh, good Christ in heaven.

Tony sprinted after her, cursing himself, the sandy surface of the breakwater, and the darkness. He was an ass. His reaction had come from straight from his gut—fury at Paul Prescott overshadowing every clear thought in his head. “Sarah!” he called, not at all surprised by how swiftly she moved. “Sarah, wait!”

She didn’t so much as glance over her shoulder, just kept barreling toward the beach.

He finally caught up to her when the sand slowed her pace. Grasping her elbow gently, he swung her around to face him and tried to catch his breath. She, on the other hand, wasn’t even panting, even though her eyes were shooting turquoise sparks in the lights from the parking area behind the beach. “Wait, please.” He puffed and swallowed. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

She shook his hand away and put a couple of feet between them. She didn’t bolt, simply stood there staring up at him.

He shoved his hands into his pockets. “I didn’t mean… I wasn’t—”

“Judging me?”

“No, I wasn’t. Not at all.”

“Coulda fooled me.” Her eyes never left his face, and even in the dim light, he could read the pain in them.

“I wasn’t judging you—I’d never do that. Never. I-I was…” He stumbled over the words, trying to find the right ones. “It was him. I’m so angry at him.”

She raised one brow, but she was still there.

He took a deep breath. “My reaction isn’t about you, Sarah. I would never judge your actions that day…or any day you spent in that hell. I’m sorry if it seemed that way.” He walked closer, then stopped, aware that he had to maintain space between them…and keep his hands in his pockets. “I’m just so furious. I want to strangle him with my bare hands. I want to do to him everything he did to you and then shoot him and then do it all to him again. I couldn’t hold the anger in and it came out at the wrong time. Cruel and stupid and unthinking. I’m an asshole. I’m sorry.”

She bit her lower lip. “You know, I’ve never told a man this story before, except the police officer who took my statement in the hospital and the attorneys. And they all gave me that look—that what were you thinking? look.” Her gaze shifted until she was looking out at the lake. “The women who know—the one in my group—reacted with tears and horror and sympathy. They’d all been in that same hell. And they were new to the shelter, still shrinking into a corner whenever a man walked past them. Anger wasn’t in their repertoire—it had been beaten out of them. And Julie knows enough.” Her eyes came back to him, glistening with tears.

Good God, how he wanted to take her in his arms. Hold her. Protect her from everything wicked—even from himself. Instead, he stayed out of her space and let her talk.

“She was pissed, as only Jules can be, ready to collect up torches and pitchforks and head to Georgia.

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