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Chapter Nineteen

Jackson

Icouldn’t believe what I was suggesting, bringing a strange woman into my home. Brodie’s home. That was another issue I’d need to deal with before the afternoon was over. It was one thing having her up here, but Brodie might not like the idea of having her down in the same house, even though Lena didn’t strike me as a thief or anything. Besides, she could barely walk, let alone steal anything.

She didn’t move to get up. Instead, she stared at me as if I’d just appeared out of nowhere.

“Trust me. It will be all right.”

“I don’t want to be a burden.”

“Lena, you’re not a burden, and there’s something else you don’t know about me.”

“What’s that?”

“I have a soft spot for injured creatures, and you are injured. I can’t help myself, and there’s nothing you can say or do to keep me from helping you right now, so you’ll have to give yourself over to me.” As I said those last words, her eyes grew huge, and I realized the significance they held. I wished I could take them back. “I’m sorry, that didn’t come out right.”

“Hope not. One tyrant in my life at a time.”

“Good thing for you I’m not into oppression. So, now that that’s settled let’s go down to my house. It will be easier on me.” Easier and safer. I could keep a better eye on her, and at least the main house had a security system. I wasn’t sure how intelligent this jerk of a husband of hers was, but I didn’t want to take any chances.

She still didn’t move, just continued to stare at me. I held out my hand. “There’s a security system down at the house. You’ll be safer there.” I decided to throw that in to help convince her. “Come on, come down, see if you feel comfortable; if not, you can come back up here tonight if you want. Please, come down for a little while.”

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