Page 25 of Harmless Secrets

And that was the crux of the thing. Anger was now riding her temper to new heights. It was more than that. Much more than that. For so long she had been in control. Sure, she was in hiding but every decision had been hers. She had been in control. Now this man she barely trusted was telling her what was best. As if some wanker who couldn’t finish training knew what was best.

But what he was saying made sense. Bridget had been through so much the night before. The fact that her daughter might be shell shocked from it didn’t make her any happier.

“It would probably be best if you would just make a list,” Devon

She looked at Devon. He was trying to help, even if she didn’t trust him completely. Hell, she didn’t trust anyone, but she didn’t have much choice at this point.

“But…”

She didn’t want them going through her things. It was stupid because there was nothing to be ashamed of, but she wasn’t accustomed to being so open with people.

“Okay. I will probably have to call the security company.”

“I take it that you didn’t do the regular home security people?” Devon asked.

“No. I used Dillon Security Systems. They laid it out to my specifications.”

“Small world,” Micah murmured.

“What?” she asked.

“We know them. Let me give Conner a call.”

“I dealt with Maura. She and I got on famously.”

Dee smiled. “Another coincidence.”

Alicia didn’t argue this time. She just let it go. She wanted to be the one to survey her house. Her training made her the best to look. Usually. This time, though, Alicia knew she was too close. And, she would feel better staying close to Bridget.

“Okay. I’ll stay behind for this. But, if you have issues, call.”

Devon and Micah shared a look, then they turned toward her and nodded.

“Just remember, you screw any of this up, I’ll whack your bollocks off.”

They said nothing as they left, shutting the door with a very definite snick.

Dee stepped up beside her. She had her hand on her softly rounded belly. “Don’t worry. They won’t take it personally that you threatened them.”

She looked at the woman, who had the same blue eyes as Bridget. “Oh, Dee, I wasn’t threatening them. If they screw anything up, I will whack their bullocks.”

Eight

Alicia had just finished cleaning up the dishes from breakfast when Dee walked in with a frown.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

Dee nodded. “I’m fine, but you didn’t have to do that.”

Alicia blew out a long breath. “I have to do something. I might go mental if I just sit here.”

She smiled. “I understand that. Drives Micah crazy that I can’t always sit and just be. I’ve been working since I was seventeen. I was put on bed rest with my last pregnancy. Micah was ready to tear out all of his beautiful hair. I couldn’t help it. I felt so lazy. I knew I needed to be there, but still.”

Alicia nodded. She completely understood that. “My father always said time spent daydreaming was wasted time.”

“Well, I wouldn’t go that far. A little bit of dreaming can be a good thing.” Dee shook her head. “I didn’t daydream for a really long time. Not while I was on the run.”

“You mentioned something about that last night.”