Derick Cole
“You think you can walk away from me and live happily?” Derick scoffed under his breath as he slammed his car door, his jaw ticking with barely contained rage.
The engine roared to life, but his mind wasn’t on the road....it was locked on Laura.
On the way she had looked at Aaron… the way she hadn’t looked at him in months.
That soft, trembling vulnerability that used to belong to him alone now directed at another man. It burned through him like acid, eating away at what little restraint he had left.
His grip tightened on the steering wheel as a dark, twisted thought began to take shape, one that made his lips curl into a slow, cruel smile.
Laura thought she could leave. Thought she could rebuild herself somewhere far from him. Thought she could heal.
“No freaking way!“
