The single tear rolling down my face.
HURT MOVED ACROSS SIERRA’S FACE as I sucked in a breath at the sight of her tear. Moving her hand and wiping it away, she gave me a weak smile. “I see. So this case is just a way to prove to daddy you’ve got what it takes to win one, right?”
Shaking my head, I whispered, “No.”
Tilting her head, Sierra glared at me. “I mean, yes and no. It’s not just about winning this case, Sierra. I . . . I can’t stand to think what all that fucker did to you, and I want to take him down.”
Nodding her head, she looked down. “So, is your receptionist helping you with my case at a bar or something, Dodge? Is that how you review files? Is that your idea of going over my file? I mean I am the client, so I expect certain things from you. Or maybe you and the receptionist were hitting your old stomping grounds. I heard you liked to fuck girls over your desk.”
Holy shit. Sierra was jealous I was out with Karen. What the fuck? She’s the one leaving to go spend time with her new boy-toy.
“We were having dinner and a drink and then I was heading home, if it’s any of your business.” The sad thing was, that was exactly what was going to happen. Once Karen opened her mouth and began talking, I was instantly turned off and the only thing I could think about through dinner was Sierra.
Swallowing hard, Sierra glanced back to me. “No, it isn’t any of my business. I’m sorry.” Shaking her head, she looked at the ground. “It’s just been a really shit-filled day, and knowing Robert was in my house while I was in the bath just kind of has me freaked out. Listen, I’m sorry I even bothered you, but you said to call you if Robert tried anything.”
My mouth dropped open. “What? You were home when he was there?”
Sierra’s eyes looked lost and that threw me. I’d never seen her like that. Her guard was down and her eyes were filled with sadness. “I just want to go find a hotel, Dodge. I’m tired and I can’t deal with all of this right now. I rushed out of my house without anything.”
Panic set in for some reason. Not wanting her to leave, I grabbed her by the arms. “Sierra, look at me.”
Closing her eyes, she whispered, “I can’t.” Shaking her head, she pushed me away and quickly got into her car as I stood there and watched her pull away. What in the hell happened just now? She went from completely pissed off to . . . defeated.
“Is everything okay, Aaron?”