Chapter 43 Gianna

• I sat in the center of the three men, relieved to be safe. I have to say I am feeling more protected than I have done in a long time. Which is beyond ridiculous when the only reason I am here is simply because Jaxon had saved me from Dalton. Dalton had found me… no, he had previously found me, and he had obviously chosen not to believe Tavi when she told him I had left. So, maybe it was more a case of he had come back for me...
• But, for whatever reason, these three men, complete strangers really, had chosen to try to help me. They had come together to ensure Dalton could not hurt me... or at least not today. The thing was, the moment they left me, I would be back to being as vulnerable as I was before. And, I didn't doubt for a moment that Dalton would be back.
• My mind had been in such a panic the whole journey to the diner with Jaxon. He had been so sweet, making polite conversation to try to put me at ease. Telling me of his upcoming wedding, and also adding in tales of Mason in an attempt to make me smile. But my mind would not rest. It was focused on the fact Dalton was set on bringing me home. Home to his prison. Home to be his slave, no doubt. And, this time, I didn't doubt things would be so much worse because I had been the one to reject him, and I had been the one to flee.