The Warrior_DERRICK by Lisa B. Kamps

The Warrior_DERRICK by Lisa B. Kamps

Author:Lisa B. Kamps [Kamps, Lisa B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BimHaven Press
Published: 2019-08-20T18:30:00+00:00


Chapter Fourteen

Lidiya rolled her neck from side-to-side then stretched her arms above her head. She was accustomed to sitting most of the day at her own apartment so sitting here, in the conference room where Chaos had dumped her, shouldn't bother her. But it did. She couldn't get comfortable, no matter how many times she shifted positions in the chair. They weren't cheap chairs, either. They were well-padded, ergonomic, upholstered in what looked like leather. She doubted it was the real thing but it was still high quality, unlike her worn-out office chair back at her apartment.

It wasn't so much her surroundings that made her uncomfortable—although the memory of all those eyes watching as Derrick carried her through the lobby certainly didn't help.

It was why she was here.

The realization that she couldn't go back to her apartment. The realization that she had nowhere else to go.

It had been easy enough to put that out of her mind yesterday and last night—especially last night. But she couldn't ignore it forever. And somehow, focusing on that was suddenly infinitely better than focusing on anything else.

Like what happened last night.

She shoved that memory as far back in her mind as she could. She wasn't ready to deal with it yet, even if the slight stiffness of her muscles and the tenderness between her thighs was a constant reminder. Better to think about everything else, like her current situation.

As dangerous and depressing as it was.

Lee crossed her arms on top of the polished table then used them as a pillow for her head. She closed her eyes, breathed in the subtle scent of lemon, and wondered if it would be better not to think at all.

Yes, she had decisions to make and they had to be made soon. But surely not right this second, surely she could wait, just until her mind had a few minutes to empty or at least until she had a chance to get her thoughts in order.

She needed to tell Derrick what was going on. Everything, even her secrets. She hadn't planned on it, had thought he might be able to help her without knowing every little detail, but she now knew that was impossible. Last night had driven that point home. It wasn't fair not to tell him, not after what they'd done.

No matter how hard she tried to get around it—and she'd been focused on that all morning, to the exclusion of everything else—she had to tell him.

And if he looked at her any differently once he found out, if he held the sins of her grandfather and uncle against her, then so be it. That only meant he wasn't the man she thought he was.

But God, she was dreading telling him. Dreading even the slightest chance that his mesmerizing blue eyes would fill with cold disgust. If there was some way she could keep that part hidden, she would...but there wasn't. There was simply no way to tell him who was targeting her without telling him why, or even vice versa.



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