Devil She Became (Devil's Angels Book 1) by Autumn Raynne Read Free Book Online Page B

about eight, and a girl, who seemed a few years younger.
    “How often do you see them?”
    “I fly out there every couple of weeks. It’s been really hard with work and dealing with all this.” Darrell signaled to the bartender for another drink.
    “Can I get you another?” Darrell asked her.
    Reese shook her head. “No, I think I’ve had enough.”
    Darrell smiled softly. “So tell me about you. What have you been doing? Are you married?”
    Reese laughed. “Well, I was briefly married, and we lived in San Diego for about a year after graduation. It didn’t work out, and I moved back here about a year ago. I have been seeing someone.”
    “Any kids?”
    Reese shook her head no.
    “So what’s this guy like? We should get together sometime. I have been seeing someone as well. She’s amazing. Her name is Natalia and she’s been by my side through this whole nightmare.”
    Reese was puzzled. A girlfriend? So soon after his wife’s suicide? That was a bit strange. “Sounds great. But our situation is a bit complicated.” Reese grimaced crossing her arms over her breasts.
    Darrell furrowed his brow. “What do you mean?”
    Reese blushed. “Well, I normally wouldn’t tell anyone this, but he’s involved elsewhere if you get my meaning.”
    Darrell sat back, shaking his head knowingly. “Ahhh, I see. No big thing. That’s the situation for a lot of guys I know. I am just surprised you would be willing to be a part of that kind of relationship.”
    Reese pulled back offended. Her face burned hot. Why the hell had she mentioned that?
    “What the hell do you mean by that?”
    Seeing her offense, Darrell backed down. “Hey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it that way. It’s just you are so beautiful and smart. I remember your bikini calendars.”
    Reese laughed.
    “But that’s not all. I mean, you were very smart in school as well. I recall a paper you wrote about foster children and the politics of foster care in America. So well done. I was merely inferring that you must have dozens of eligible bachelors to choose from, so why this guy?”
    Precisely. Why this guy? Reese had wondered often. Because he was Harrison… her everything.
    Reese shrugged and shook her head. “He’s just amazing, that’s all. Our situation isn’t ideal, but if that’s the only way then so be it.” Reese finished her drink.
    Darrell cleared his throat. “So what are you guys going to do? Is divorce an option for him?”
    Reese chuckled. “Hell no. He has quite a reputation to protect, other family to consider, money.”
    Darrell smiled. “Oh, yes, one of those guys. Any kids?”
    “Yes, he has two children.”
    Darrell pondered her situation. “So does this guy want to stay married? Does he want out, but can’t?”
    “Definitely. But the only way he could get out is if she left. Unfortunately, she isn’t going anywhere.”
    Smacking her hand to her forehead, Reese realized what a mistake she had made. “I am so sorry, Darrell, that was so insensitive of me after you just lost Julia. I didn’t mean to sound uncaring.”
    Darrell waved his hand at her as he drank from his glass. “No worries. I know you didn’t mean it that way.”
    Reese glanced at her phone. “Oh, shit. I didn’t realize it was this late. I need to get home.”
    Darrell stood up. “Well, it was so nice seeing you. Let’s get together again. I mean that.”
    “Can I get your card?” she asked.
    Darrell pulled out his business card. “My cell phone is on that too. Please call and we can catch up. Bring your boyfriend. Don’t worry, I won’t say anything about him being married.”
    Reese embraced him briefly. “Great seeing you again. Yes, we can definitely have dinner sometime. I am sure Harrison would love to meet you. Obviously, our evenings out are limited, but he does happen to have a free evening next week.”
    “Great. Well, hope to see you then.”
    As Reese walked out of the bar, she slipped Darrell’s card in her purse. How