Part 23 (Genre:Romantic Suspense)
A story of chances, stealing, and love inside a city & man where all hope is gone. Can one woman change his destiny? Or will loneliness take over and leave him hopeless?
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What was worse, dealing with Rube, who she knew most of her life or this man, she just met? Diamond lowered her head in grace being very alert to his movements and even his breathing.
Had he really wanted to scare her or was that his nature? Evoking fear in her seemed like a natural occurrence for him. Too natural and Diamond had a feeling this had to do with his past and why he was now the way he was – a deceptively normal human being.
These were questions she wanted to ask.
“Is this all an act?” she questioned as she watched him fix her plate.
After she had finished grace he had taken the initiative to put the food on her plate.
“What do you mean?” he questioned.
“The normalcy you show the majority of the time. Is it all an act?”
Before answering her, he laid a napkin on his lap. “In a way, yes, it is.” He picked up the fork and gripped hard to the point she thought he was going to break the metal in half. “It’s difficult to not show who I really am or what I really think?”
Leaning over, she asked, “And what do you think most of the time?”
“I think there are people out there that are full of shit and everyone wants to hurt someone.”
“No one is perfect,” she said. “But I don’t agree that everyone has evil them.”
He put the fork down and leaned just as much as she had into her. “You’re full of shit then. You’ve never wanted to hurt anyone?”
“I never said I was no one of those people,” she admitted. “There have been many a times, I’ve wanted to hurt people, but I’ve never done the action. Why did you do it? Why did you hurt them?”
“Because they needed to be. Because in a way it felt good.”
Diamond loved his honesty despite the horrible person he seemed to hide himself to be. “I think there are other things you could do that would feel better.”
“You aren’t scared of me?” he questioned.
“I’d be lying if I said no. I am, but I’m also intrigued and surprised,” she admitted.
He turned slightly and moved her chair so it faced him. In one swoop, he scooped her up and placed her into his lap so that her thighs straddled him. “I can feel your fear even though you try to hide what you’re feeling.”