Page 6 of Malone's Fate


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“But of someone?” Okay, now he was feeling even more protective. Who had frightened her?

“No one in particular.”

He frowned at her answer.

“I, um, I just had a bad experience once with a man.”

“Baby.” His heart was breaking for her. “Did he hurt you?”

“Not, um, sexually or anything. Just scared me.” She glanced around, looking embarrassed. “I’ve got a ten-minute break and I need some fresh air. Come with me?”

“You bet.” Raid could wait another ten minutes.

He followed her out the back. They used a staff door to head outside to a small staff parking lot.

“Where the hell are the security lights?” he demanded.

“Oh, there aren’t any.”

“What? But how do you see when you’re walking to your car? Do not tell me that you walk out to your car on your own.”

If she did, that was going to stop. Even if he had to be here every night when she finished work.

How are you going to manage that when you go home?

“Oh, no, I don’t walk out here by myself to my car,” she said.

The tension left his shoulders. “Good.”

Taking his hand, she led him to a couple of metal chairs where he guessed the bar staff took their break. Wasn’t the nicest place to sit down, but he figured it was more private than inside. They sat and she fiddled with her phone and turned on the flashlight.

“That’s better, now I can see your pretty little face!” Reaching up, she pinched his cheek.

Relief filled him that she was back to being sassy and relaxed around him. Although he hadn’t forgotten what she’d told him. Who the fuck could scare and hurt someone like Lilac?

“I need your phone number,” he told her.

“What? No please?”

“Nope. It wasn’t a request.”

“Fine. Here it is.” She rattled off her number as he put it into his phone.

She shivered and he realized she’d come out here without grabbing a jacket or sweater.

“Baby, you shouldn’t be out here dressed in just a T-shirt.”

“How dare you!” she said with mock horror. “I also have jeans on.”

“I’m going to pick you up,” he warned, pleased with himself for not just grabbing her.

Then he lifted her onto his lap. The chair creaked ominously beneath him, but he ignored it.

“Oh my God!” she cried.

He tensed, looking around. “What? What is it?”

“You are so warm.” Turning, she snuggled into him. “How did you get so warm? I need you to just follow me around all the time. You can be my personal heater-boy.”

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