Wilder Days by Linda Winstead Jones

Author:Linda Winstead Jones
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sorin Rising

Chapter 10

Del felt like someone had just kicked him in the gut; it was becoming a familiar feeling.

“What?”

He expected Vic to tell him to forget it, to turn her back on him and stalk away, but she didn’t. She hit him in the chest with the flat of her hand. Hard. “You just left,” she said, still sounding stunned. Sounding amazed and hurt and betrayed. She dropped her eyes, likely so he couldn’t see the tears that sprung there, but the move came too late. “You believed me,” she said softly, hitting him again. Since there wasn’t any real anger or power in that blow, he ignored it. “I told you that I didn’t love you, that I didn’t want to see you anymore. You should have known better. You should’ve...”

A tear slipped down her cheek and she turned her back on him and walked away. Again, the move came too late to hide her response.

“Vic...” he called as he followed her.

“Forget it,” she snapped. “That was a long time ago. A lifetime ago. I’m just upset by everything that’s happened recently. It has nothing to do with something that happened a hundred years ago. I’m not used to people trying to blow me up or shoot me. It might be an everyday occurrence to you, but I find it quite upsetting.”

“Look at me.”

She didn’t. Instead she ran up the stairs. “Good night,” she said, trying to sound calm and falling far short. Del stood at the foot of the stairs and listened as Vic ran to her room and closed the door.

He wandered purposefully through the bottom floor of the house, checking the locks on the front and back doors, double-checking the latches on the windows, using the walkie-talkie to check with the agent who was now in charge until Shock returned. And all the time his mind was only half on the tasks at hand. The other half was caught up in that really bad, warm night, sixteen years ago.

He should’ve known Vic hadn’t meant the things she’d said. He’d thought her agitation and the tears that had been so quick to spring to her eyes had been caused by nervousness, not fear. It had been so easy for him to believe that he was nothing more than a diversion for the little rich girl, the boy from the wrong side of the tracks who’d been fun for a while. Nothing more. Everything between them had happened so fast, he’d had his very breath stolen away. His breath and his young heart and his reason. He’d felt like such a chump, for loving her. So he’d walked away without looking back, never imagining, never wondering...

Del climbed the stairs slowly, his feet like lead, his heart the same. He’d hated Vic for dumping him that way, he’d cursed her for years for being so cold. And all that time she’d been protecting him. No one had ever protected him before, not like that. He’d taken care of his mother,

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