back at her. “You
gave yourself away, darlin’, when you started talking about Lucifer and his microchip
for a brain. You should keep your online and offline insults separate if you want to
hide.”
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She was trembling from fury. She couldn’t remember ever being so angry. She had
shared things with Wicked. He had been her comfort, someone to be at ease with,
someone she had thought understood. Pain seared her chest even as she acknowledged
the fact that she should have expected it. Had even once suspected it.
“I’ll resign,” she snapped. “I’ll be damned if I’ll continue to work for you any
longer.”
Lucian shrugged mockingly. “You’ll be too tired to work anyway, once we’re
finished with you, so do what you please.”
Her teeth snapped together as she fought to hold back her screams of outrage.
“I will not be your toy,” she informed him coldly. “Yours or Devril’s.”
His eyes narrowed. “You’ll be much more that that, Tally,” he told her darkly.
“Like it or not, the countdown starts now. Enjoy your freedom while you can. I told
you, baby, you made a mistake in the office that last day. You gave no quarter, damn
you, I better not hear you asking for it.”
“That sounds like a threat.” She fought for imperious calm but was afraid she came
across as viperously snide.
“I prefer to see it as a promise,” he told her enigmatically. “But you can take it
however you like. We will have you, Tally, eventually.”
“In your dreams.” She was shaking in fury now. Fury and lust. She didn’t know if
she wanted to kill him or fuck him.
“Tally?” Terrie called out firmly. “Now.”
Tally’s lip curled insultingly as she stared at Lucian a second longer before she
turned and hurried toward Terrie’s voice. She was flushed, furious and just plain tired.
Dealing with Terrie now wasn’t something she was looking forward to.
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Chapter Seven
Terrie had no emergency. Tally was almost amused when she realized her friend
had followed Lucian and Dev, determined to protect her from whatever plans they had.
The emergency had been no more than a ruse to get her out of their arms and back into
the house so Terrie could assure herself that Tally knew what she was getting into.
She was furious, but a tiny part of her was amazed and in awe that they had
managed to fool her so effectively. It had never been done before. This was a first for
her. It would be funny if she weren’t so damned mad.
“You can sleep here.” Terrie led her into the guest bedroom nearly an hour later
after a less than polite argument on the merits of Tally spending the night.
Tally would have preferred the drive home to staying in a strange bed, but when
Terrie got that wounded, hurt look on her face, it was damned near impossible to say
no. They had been friends for too long, had been through too much together to let a
man destroy that friendship.
“I’ll get you one of my gowns,” Terrie said softly as Tally sat wearily on the bed.
“You know where everything else is.”
“Terrie, this really isn’t necessary.” Tally sighed. “I would truly prefer to just drive
home.”
“And I would prefer that you stopped hiding from me,” Terrie said in that
wounded voice Tally hated so much. “You’ve barely spoken to me in the last few
months, Tally.”
“Jesse keeps you pretty busy.” Tally shrugged. “And we’ve done things. We’ve
gone out to dinner and drinks.”
Tally stared around the bedroom, avoiding Terrie’s gaze. She didn’t want her friend
to know exactly how much she missed the late night chats and periodic sprees to the
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tattoo artist or piercing salon. Terrie was one of the few friends she had that could
appreciate such excursions.
“All very polite and very chilled.” Terrie plopped down on the corner of the bed.
“Are you upset over that night with Jesse?”
Tally grinned. Now that had been fun.
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