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She opened the door and paused. Deep voices floated through the air.
One she placed as Dallas, the other one she was unsure.
She took in the oversized t-shirt then shrugged and exited the room. She made her way down the stairs and found Dallas sitting at the table with Tanner.
“We’re going to make him pay for every scar and mark he’s put on Candi’s body.”
She froze in place at Dallas’s words.
What did he just say?
Candi froze in the doorway. Both sets of eyes turned to her.
“Hey, Candi.” Tanner offered her a wave. He wasn’t his usually joking self.
She nodded to him before shifting her gaze to Dallas.
“Shit.” Dallas pushed back from the table and faced her.
Candi wrapped her arms around her waist with a sense of dread spreading throughout her. “Who are you talking about?”
Something was wrong.
She swallowed hard and stood her ground as Dallas slowly made his way to her. Her gaze locked with his, and she refused to budge until he told her what she wanted to know.
“I didn’t want to tell you this way, Candi,” he murmured, resting his hands on her shoulders.
She breathed in his scent and immediately realized her heart rate was slowing. She closed the gap between them and allowed him to pull her to him.
Here in his arms, she was safe.
“Tell me what?” Her voice was muffled against his chest. She didn’t care what Tanner may be thinking. Coming from upstairs and dressed in Dallas’s shirt probably confirmed anything he may have assumed.
He gently pulled her head back and met her gaze. “Lamont is out of prison.”
Everything came to a screeching halt.
The air escaped her lungs.
Her heart no longer beat.
Her knees grew weak, but Dallas’s strong grip held her up.
“What?” Her voice ended on a squeak. Her gaze flickered between Tanner and Dallas.
Shame washed over her at the thought that they might now know all what Lamont had done to her.
“Don’t worry. He can’t—I will not let him— touch you,” Dallas growled. He gripped her tight to him. “Look at me,” he demanded.
Her body trembled with stark fear. His messages on the phone from jail hadn’t been idle threats. If Lamont was out of prison, she knew without a doubt he was going to come for her.
Without. A. Doubt.
She dragged her eyes up and met Dallas’s fierce gaze. Gone was the loving man who had tucked her in the bed so she could rest.
“Dallas, I—”
“I promise you. He will not come near you.”
