Chapter 42

• It was only then that her eyes dropped to the bruises on my neck. Her face tight with concern, she started to lift her hand toward me, but then seemed to remember where she was and who I was and let it fall back down to her side. "What the hell happened? Are you okay?"
• Walking around her, I sat down on one of the chairs and started fixing my coffee. "I slapped your boss across the face."
• "No, you did not," she burst out, both hands flying up to cover her mouth. Then she joined me at the table, sitting in the other chair, her lips pressed tight and her eyes flashing. "That still gave him no right to do that to you."