Page 28 of Receiving His Mercy
She’d just worked on a few local things. Staying in the states made her feel safer for some reason.
Which was silly. There wasn’t any real threat.
He’d let her go.
He didn’t even know her real name.
But for some reason she was still scared to leave the states. Caren shook off her foreboding. This was crazy.
She wasn’t in any danger.
Maybe you should have told someone about him. Lacey or Travis.
Why would she tell Travis?
Nope. She wasn’t doing that. It would probably just make him crazier.
Caren:What was the compromise?
Lacey:That you’d let me give him your number so he could check in with you.
Caren groaned.
Lacey:Just hear me out.I know that Travis can be bossy and overbearing. I’ve experienced it most of my life. But he’s also caring and protective. He’s a good guy to have on your side, because he is loyal and he will do anything for the people he cares about.
Caren hadto fight the tears that came into her eyes. This was ridiculous. Why was she upset?
Because for years she’d longed to have Travis Andrews on her side. To have the Andrews boys look out for her. Because they were kind of a package deal. Look at them now, they all workedfor Raptor Inc, the security business that Travis owned. They were all members of Whip It, according to Lacey.
She wouldn’t be surprised if they lived close to each other.
And when you had the Andrews brothers on your side then you were invincible.
Yeah, for years she’d wanted that and never had it. She’d learned to live without it. However, it seemed that young girl was still inside her, longing for someone to love and take care of her.
Fuck.
She needed to build up her walls again.
Because that sort of longing was dangerous for someone like her.
Caren:I know he is, but I really don’t need someone to check on me.
Lacey:I know you don’t, but I worry about you and it would make mefeel so much better if you had his number and he had yours.
Caren:I can take care of myself.
Lacey:Please? For me?
Darn it.She’d pulled that card.
Caren:Fine. You can give him my number. If he contacts me, cool, if he doesn’t that’s all good too.
She’d just cryinto her cereal in the morning. It was all good. Just fine.
Lacey:Thanks, I’ll sleep better knowing you have someoneyou can call if you need to.
And now shefelt even worse imagining her friend lying in bed awake worrying about her.
