Wicked Pleasures
“She got up, looked out the window at where a new squad car sat. The police had changed shifts around midnight. Then she stepped to the door where a glance through the peephole told her Linc was still there, only part of his left arm where it was apparently folded over his chest visible.
Disarming the alarm, she kept on the chain and then cracked open the door. He immediately filled the space with his tall, handsome frame.
“Everything okay?” he asked.
Everything was far from okay, but she knew that wasn’t what he meant, so she told him it was.
She slid to sit on the floor by the door and then leaned her back against the wall directly across from where he had been leaning on the other side. “Talk to me.”
She wasn’t sure what she wanted him to say. He’d already apologized. Although she wasn’t entirely clear what it had covered. Was he sorry he’d been caught in the lie? Sorry he hadn’t been able to stop Billy?
Sorry for getting involved with her?
“Thanks for the sandwich.”
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