Lita was curled on her side in Diarmid’s bed, lightly dozing, unable to get the deep rest her body needed after the week she’d had because she was too worried about Diarmid and what the Bellona collective were going to do with him.
It was no secret to her after the week she’d had, Psych-One had a hate on for him. She wasn’t sure why but the woman said he was an arrogant a*s. If she were honest, Lita kind of thought Diarmid was a bit like Psych-One’s own husband, minus the hedonism of course. Both were big strong men with mouths they barely controlled, overprotective and overbearing. Though as she considered it, perhaps it was why she was so cranky with Diarmid. Her husband, as much as he supported Bellona, was far worse than Elian if Psych-One left the offices and did any kind of field wo
