Lila
Lila realized her nails were digging into his hand and released her grip. A light went out in Dane's eyes and he sat back against the wall again, his face tortured.
She was breathing too fast. She had to think.
It was impossible, what he was describing. Defeating a man like that, who had such power on his side...it was impossible. But Dane sat here, so broken and alone. She had to do something.
But now she could see why he was always so afraid, always so angry. He was right. If it came out that they were together, that Dane cared about her…the danger was real.
Lila's adrenalin spiked as she tried to imagine how it would feel to walk down the street knowing there may be powerful men, dangerous men, following. She swallowed.
What had she been thinking just walking home like that today?
