Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Rachel’s mind blanked out. Her legs were weak like jelly, and she couldn’t move at all

The car sped by and passed her by at lightning speed

Momentum from the car caused her to lose balance, she swung around and fell to the

ground

She thought the car would ignore her and continued to speed away as if she wasn’t there. There was nothing and no one around here after all, and they wouldn’t get caught even if they did hit and run.

Little did she expect, the car stopped and reversed until it stopped right before her.

She watched the car door open from her sprawled position, and a man with slim legs in black bespoke leather shoes stepped out from the car. He got out of the car and walked toward her. After reaching her, he extended the umbrella in his hand and sheltered her from the pouring rain.

“Are you okay?” David Jones asked. His voice was deep and clear to her ears.

Rachel raised her eyes and looked at him. The man standing before her had a chiseled jawline and well–defined facial features, especially the deep, dark eyes that could stare into her soul, and she found that to be extremely attractive.

familiar. Had she seen them before?

remember where

head. Her soft voice was a little hoarse when she answered,

she tried to get back on her feet. The wound and scratches on her legs had

felt a strong arm catch her by the waist and pull her into

by his warmth and the smell of his body. It was

her hand and placed them against his chest. She could feel the strong, muscular chest with her palms and the throbbing veins beneath the

hot and automatically pushed David away but failed terribly. He swooped down on her and

her eyes as she cried, “What are you doing?

only held hands. She couldn’t help feeling

hospital right now.” David gazed down at her, his gaze open

was uncomfortable with the intimacy they were having. The cool

His deep, hoarse voice fell into her ears like an order, instantly stopping her urge to

gust of cold wind from the air–conditioner hit her when he put her into the passenger seat, causing her to sneeze involuntarily.

He took off the jacket he was

was leftover warmth from his

his eyes

at him in confusion.

to make it up to you.” He frankly spoke

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