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wedding day, but I don’t think he took her. He’s always been very respectful of her free will. Unless—”
“Unless what?” Mitch demanded.
“Unless others like Max are after her. Then he’d take her. He’d take her to save her life.”
Chapter Six
Olivia and Liam were the only two in the diner. She sat across from him in a high-backed booth at a quaint little truck stop in... Huh…where in the hell were they? It didn’t really matter. Truth be told, she’d follow Liam anywhere. And didn’t that reality just riddle her with ten shades of guilt? She was a horrible fiancée—a terrible person. Who leaves their guy standing at the altar like that? The fact that Liam hadn’t given her a choice in the matter wasn’t much comfort. In her heart, she knew she would have left with him if he’d asked. The only reason she’d put up such a stink was because he hadn’t. Olivia had always been fiercely independent. The one thing she hated more than anything was losing her free will.
Liam looked over her shoulder, his eyes following as someone approached. She turned around to find a beautiful, young blonde standing behind her with a pen and pad in hand. She didn’t look a day over sixteen. The waitress watched Liam with obvious interest, making no attempt to hide her attraction to him. Olivia’s temper flared. She probably should have been used to this by now, guess some things never change. Her tone was clipped when she gave the girl her order. Not that the waitress noticed, she was too busy making eyes at her boyfriend—correction…her…Liam.
The waitress tucked her notepad into her apron and walked away, promising him she’d be right back—oh joy. Olivia watched her go, craning her neck around until it cramped. When she turned back to say something to Liam, she caught him watching the girl. Jealousy rose up in her like a green-eyed monster and she leveled an accusing glare at him. “See something you like?” she snapped, not even bothering to disguise her irritation.
When Liam looked back at her, she expected to see the familiar deep blue flecks in his eyes, the color only she wanted to arouse in him. But what she didn’t expect to see were hints of amber mixed within his violet hues. Heat of embarrassment flooded her cheeks, making her want to slink beneath the table. “I’m sorry. I had no right to say that to you,” she quickly mumbled. “What’s wrong?”
He shrugged. “It’s just sad. She’s so young. To be pregnant and unwed… Life will be nothing but a struggle for her.”
Her brows pulled tight into a curious frown. “She’s pregnant? How do you know?”
“I can hear his heartbeat. The young woman has no light. She isn’t saved. Without knowledge of the Creator’s love, how can she give to her child what she doesn’t know herself?”
Well shit… Now she just felt like an ass. She should have known Liam hadn’t been checking her out. It was at moments like this when she stopped to look beyond herself, that she glimpsed the big picture—the eternal war for lost souls. It made her feel small…insignificant, and right now petty.
“What can you do? What can we do?”
“Pray for her—”
“Here you go,” the young waitress said, putting the plates down in front of them. She gave Liam another flirtatious grin. “Anything else I can get you?”
“No, thank you, Aimee. Do you need anything?” he asked Olivia.
She shook her head. Just because she pitied the girl, it didn’t mean she appreciated the way Aimee kept looking at him. Olivia reached across the table and took Liam’s hand, staking her claim. “I think we’re just fine here, thank you,” she said politely, pasting a saccharine sweet smile on her face that said “back off.”
The girl’s flirtatious grin faltered under Olivia’s watchful glare. Abruptly, she excused herself and sauntered away, glancing over her shoulder at Liam before ducking down the hall.
“You’re jealous,” he
“Unless what?” Mitch demanded.
“Unless others like Max are after her. Then he’d take her. He’d take her to save her life.”
Chapter Six
Olivia and Liam were the only two in the diner. She sat across from him in a high-backed booth at a quaint little truck stop in... Huh…where in the hell were they? It didn’t really matter. Truth be told, she’d follow Liam anywhere. And didn’t that reality just riddle her with ten shades of guilt? She was a horrible fiancée—a terrible person. Who leaves their guy standing at the altar like that? The fact that Liam hadn’t given her a choice in the matter wasn’t much comfort. In her heart, she knew she would have left with him if he’d asked. The only reason she’d put up such a stink was because he hadn’t. Olivia had always been fiercely independent. The one thing she hated more than anything was losing her free will.
Liam looked over her shoulder, his eyes following as someone approached. She turned around to find a beautiful, young blonde standing behind her with a pen and pad in hand. She didn’t look a day over sixteen. The waitress watched Liam with obvious interest, making no attempt to hide her attraction to him. Olivia’s temper flared. She probably should have been used to this by now, guess some things never change. Her tone was clipped when she gave the girl her order. Not that the waitress noticed, she was too busy making eyes at her boyfriend—correction…her…Liam.
The waitress tucked her notepad into her apron and walked away, promising him she’d be right back—oh joy. Olivia watched her go, craning her neck around until it cramped. When she turned back to say something to Liam, she caught him watching the girl. Jealousy rose up in her like a green-eyed monster and she leveled an accusing glare at him. “See something you like?” she snapped, not even bothering to disguise her irritation.
When Liam looked back at her, she expected to see the familiar deep blue flecks in his eyes, the color only she wanted to arouse in him. But what she didn’t expect to see were hints of amber mixed within his violet hues. Heat of embarrassment flooded her cheeks, making her want to slink beneath the table. “I’m sorry. I had no right to say that to you,” she quickly mumbled. “What’s wrong?”
He shrugged. “It’s just sad. She’s so young. To be pregnant and unwed… Life will be nothing but a struggle for her.”
Her brows pulled tight into a curious frown. “She’s pregnant? How do you know?”
“I can hear his heartbeat. The young woman has no light. She isn’t saved. Without knowledge of the Creator’s love, how can she give to her child what she doesn’t know herself?”
Well shit… Now she just felt like an ass. She should have known Liam hadn’t been checking her out. It was at moments like this when she stopped to look beyond herself, that she glimpsed the big picture—the eternal war for lost souls. It made her feel small…insignificant, and right now petty.
“What can you do? What can we do?”
“Pray for her—”
“Here you go,” the young waitress said, putting the plates down in front of them. She gave Liam another flirtatious grin. “Anything else I can get you?”
“No, thank you, Aimee. Do you need anything?” he asked Olivia.
She shook her head. Just because she pitied the girl, it didn’t mean she appreciated the way Aimee kept looking at him. Olivia reached across the table and took Liam’s hand, staking her claim. “I think we’re just fine here, thank you,” she said politely, pasting a saccharine sweet smile on her face that said “back off.”
The girl’s flirtatious grin faltered under Olivia’s watchful glare. Abruptly, she excused herself and sauntered away, glancing over her shoulder at Liam before ducking down the hall.
“You’re jealous,” he
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