His Soldier Under Siege by Regan Black

Author:Regan Black
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2019-11-07T19:44:40+00:00

Chapter 8

Grace Ann had no idea how to cope with an entire day of nothing to do. Afraid of going outside and being attacked, wary of every word she spoke inside. What could she do? She started with yoga in her bedroom to make up for another restless night. This edgy, unsettled feeling was why she never talked about the village school. Who did it help?

Well, with luck it would help Hank and the investigation.

When she’d dressed for the day and finally mustered the courage to go to the kitchen for breakfast, she found another note from Derek by the coffee maker. He’d taken his suit to the dry cleaner. He’d been thoughtful enough to mark the time so she wouldn’t have to wonder when to expect him back.

Her personal safe space had been violated, leaving her raw, nerves frayed. She’d never felt so small. The Riley Hunter would know she was alone, the closest help out on the street. She hurried over and checked the lock on the back door, then the garage. As fear choked her, she confirmed the front door was locked. She slid to the floor, hands trapped between her updrawn knees. She’d wait right here until Derek rang the bell.

Everything between them would be awkward after last night. As much as she’d like to blame the madman hunting her, this was on her. She’d done the right thing, baiting the trap, but she should have found a solution that also got Derek clear of her issues and trouble.

The man had a life and she had no right to keep interfering. If he’d met a new woman recently, Grace Ann didn’t want to get in the way of that, no matter how much she appreciated his steadying influence amid the turmoil swirling around her.

Aggravated with herself and most of the world in general, she sent Hank a text message, asking if he had an update.

The immediate reply was no comfort. No. Sit tight.

She didn’t have the energy to dress up for a date. Correction, she didn’t have the energy to go on a fake date with Derek, and tonight’s outing planned couldn’t be defined as anything else.

Hearing a car in the driveway, she tensed. A moment later the doorknob twisted over her head. “Grace Ann? It’s me.”

Derek. She scrambled to her feet and opened the door. He walked in, his hair windblown and color in his cheeks, and she wanted to keep him all to herself. Forever. Somewhere safe.

What a ridiculous thought. Derek had told her corporate law appealed to him because of the stability and low chance for drama, which made her the last candidate for him in a forever scenario. He’d implied Kevin was all the risk he wanted to manage. And here she was, keeping him hip-deep in the muck.

“Hi,” he said, his warm gaze sweeping over her. He leaned in and kissed her before she remembered she shouldn’t let him do that anymore.

“Hi.”

He held up a tray with two tall to-go cups. “From the shop that shares the strip mall with the dry cleaner,” he said.

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