Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22436 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22436 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
“Everything we do is on me.”
With that reassurance, my feelings for him have intensified, and I didn't think that was possible. My trust is definitely growing, but it’s still scary to give it to someone. I’ve never had that before, but with him I want it so badly. I want everything with him.
“I’ll talk to them if you’re with me the whole time.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” he says and then presses a quick kiss on my lips. Once he stands, I nod to confirm I’m ready and then he opens the door again. “All right, she’ll talk to you, but I’m staying.” He motions for them to come in, but only the female detective does. The uniformed officer steps farther back into the hallway.
“I’m Detective Webb.” She holds her hand out to me. “You can call me Sybil.”
I take her hand. “I’m Karmen, but I’m guessing you know that.”
“I do.” She nods. “Do you mind?” Sybil motions to the chair beside me, and I tell her it’s fine. When she sits down next to me, Dr. Rourk stays close to my side, standing over me. It makes me feel more at ease. “I really want to hear your side of things. You didn’t provide a detailed account of the incident. I have here in your testimony that you admitted to stabbing Andrew and that he quote ‘had it coming.’”
“He did have it coming,” I mutter, and to my surprise, Sybil lets out a small laugh.
“You know, I was thinking that,” she agrees.
“Really?” I’m shocked because other than Dr. Rourk, no one believed me.
"When your file landed on my desk, I recognized Andrew's name from an incident a few years ago. What are the odds that two girls that were unconnected attacked him without a reason?”
"That’s because he’s a pervert.”
She pulls out a notebook and pen. “Why don’t you tell me about it?”
I tell her about how he was always too handsy and that I tried to report it. Every time I complained, it only seemed to make his behavior worse. I explain to Sybil that he probably knew no one believed my allegations and that I didn’t have any parents rushing to help me.
Then I tell her what really happened. On my last day at St. Paul’s, he called me into his office. We were all alone, and that’s when he pounced on me. I grabbed the first thing I could, which happened to be a pencil. I didn’t think anyone would believe me or at least they never had before.
“Thank you for telling me all this. I’m going to see what I can do to get everything straightened out.” Sybil stands. “It’s been nice meeting you both.” She gives a warm smile before leaving Dr. Rourk’s office.
When he closes the door behind her, he comes to my side. “Are you okay?”
“I don’t know.” I chew on my bottom lip.
“Tell me.”
“I mean, I want him to get in trouble so he’s not out there anymore, but then what? If I’m cleared of charges, then I’m free to leave Bellevue.” I peek up at him. “I don’t have anywhere to go.”
“You let me worry about that. I’ll handle it.” Gosh, it feels wonderful to hear those words. To just be taken care of. It sounds too good to be true.
“Are you sure about that? I can be a lot to handle.”
He smirks. “Trust me. I’ve got big hands.”
Chapter Eight
ROURK
I’m at work early today because I can’t wait any longer to see Karmen. She was all I thought about last night, and I hated leaving her here. I’ve thought of a million and one ways to get her out of here, but now that Detective Webb is looking into her case, I have to be careful. Before she came along, I could have checked her out and no one would have cared. If I do it now, there will be questions asked. I can’t take the chance of losing her forever.
My heart is beating double time as I walk quickly through the halls. I’m scanning everywhere until I get to the group room and see her sitting alone at a table. She looks so fucking beautiful that it physically hurts being away from her.
“Good morning, Miss Phillips,” I say, and her head snaps up to meet my gaze. I see the excitement in her eyes at my presence, and sweet fucking hell, it makes me hard. Not that I wasn’t already when I got here. That’s the reason I need to see her so badly. “I’d like you to come with me for an early session.” I hold up a folder that I grabbed on the way in. it’s mostly filled with blank paper, but nobody needs to know that.
“Of course, Daddy,” she says and then clears her throat. “I mean Dr. Rourk.”