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Obviously, it starts and ends with the woman who gave me that miracle.
14
ASPEN
The door to my home office opens and I sigh for the hundredth time in the span of ten minutes.
Caroline appears at the doorway carrying a plate and wearing her fuzzy pajamas and an expression that’s not apologetic in the least.
Lucifer and Cain peek from the door, following her around like clingy children.
I raise my eyes from my computer screen and stare at her, blank-faced. “Now what?”
She strolls inside as if she’s not interrupting me for the dozenth time—on purpose. “I just thought you’d want a cup of tea and some cake.”
“I don’t drink tea or eat cake.”
“You should.” She slides the cup in front of me. “It’s good for your health.”
“Thanks, doctor. Now, would you please let me work without finding an excuse to interrupt me?”
She hikes up a hand on her hip. “You know, the whole point behind being on a vacation is to actually relax.”
“Relaxing is for the dead.”
She gives me an “are you shitting me?” look, then leans on my desk right in the middle of my space and crosses her arms. “I can’t believe you’re working as usual after what happened to you.”
Caroline had lost her shit by the time I got home that night. Apparently, she’d been calling me all day long and couldn’t reach me. Kingsley answered her that morning, but he only confused her more and offered no explanations. Considering everything that had happened, I didn’t even think about checking my phone until after Kingsley dropped me off.
Anyway, when I came back into the apartment, Caroline was crying while fussing over me left and right. She was always the sensible one out of the two of us and often cried on behalf of both of us.
Ever since that moment, she’s been a pain in the ass, trying to stop me from doing my job, even from home—courtesy of my boss from hell.
On one hand, I don’t know how to feel about this. On the other, I’m glad I don’t have to cross paths with him at the firm. I really have no clue how I’ll ever be able to face him and not think about his tongue and fingers inside me.
Any semblance of the professional relationship we had is out the window—not that it was the best, since I secretly considered him a rival. But even that sense of work-related boundaries has vanished now. All I have left are chaotic emotions and hickeys.
Lots of them. Around my breasts, nipples, stomach, and thighs.
They’ve been healing with my bruises and I don’t know why the hell I touch them every night. Look at them in the mirror every morning.
It’s not to get the same adrenaline burst from when he left them on my skin.
Absolutelynot.
“I’m alive and functioning, Callie. Stop turning this into a tragedy.”
“It is a tragedy, and why the hell did you use the wordfunctioningabout yourself? You’re not a machine, bitch.”
“Are you done?” I glare at her.
“No.” She glares right back. “We should do something to make whoever hurt you pay.”
“I already reported it to the police.”
“The police are useless.” She sucks on the insides of her cheeks. “I can ask Mateo to investigate this and provide you protection.”
“You would ask Mateo?”
