Killer Love - Ella Goode Page 0,19

in my body. After I’d passed out he’d woken me up an hour later and taken me again. This had gone on all night. I should be tired today, but I’m not. I was on a happy cloud until Lucas replied to me that he has to work late.

“What’s got you down all of a sudden?” I look up to see Judge Barnes standing there.

“Lucas has to work late.” I pocket my phone.

“That’s sweet.” She smiles at me.

“Sweet that my husband has to work late?”

“No, sweet that you’re clearly going to miss those few hours he could have been home.” She rounds her desk, sitting down. I was wrapping up a few things before I head out for the day. We’ve been in court all day together. It’s been a long day and Lucas not being home until late was not how I planned on ending it.

“You know I won the bet on you two?”

“Mary!” I hiss her name, trying to hold back my smile that the judge was placing bets with coworkers.

“What? I knew the odds. You two have been in love from the first time you laid eyes on each other. There was no denying it. I could see it written all over both of your faces. No one thought the adorable new clerk would go for the hot coroner except me.” I know everyone refers to Lucas’ outwardly appearance as hot, but creepy is often in the running, too. That description of him has died down a little since we got married.

“Well, I did.” I stand, grabbing my bag from off the floor to put my planner and notepad away.

“And it’s sweet how in love you still are with one another. It’s easy to forget about love and good things when we’re around such evil all the time in this courtroom.”

“We haven't been married that long.” I laugh, pulling the bag over my shoulder. Not that I think that will change. If I’ve learned anything from being married it’s that I fall more and more in love with Lucas every day. Just when I think I can’t love someone more, he goes and shows me otherwise.

“I know but it’s a long haul.” She waves her hand.

“You still got money on us or something?” I tease her. I’m so lucky to have her as a boss. I’ve heard nightmare stories about other judges.

“I already won,” she says smugly.

“I’ll see you later.” I give her a wave as I head out the door. I fish my phone back out and find my car keys. I look up when I feel someone watching me to see Chad sitting on a bench. He gives me an odd look but thankfully doesn't come over. I keep walking until I make it to my car. My steps are a little quicker because Chad gives me the creeps.

I don’t want to go home. I want to see Lucas. I’m curious to know why he suddenly has to work late. Was he regretting last night? That thought keeps popping into my head. Insecurity starts to flare up inside me. I bite my lip, thinking about what I should do. Normally I’d go home, make myself some dinner and wait for him. But I know that this worry will eat at me all night. None of it is founded but I know going home is not the solution.

“I want to see him.” I start my car and pull out. I feel a bit off now. So I do what I think Lucas would want me to do. Come to him. I stop to pick him up some dinner first before heading over toward his office. My phone dings as I pull up at his building.

Lucas: You didn't text me back

I hadn't. Mary came back into the office and then I decided to just come here.

Me: I’m here. I brought you dinner.

Okay, I brought more than dinner. I brought some insecurities with me, too. I knew that if I saw Lucas I would feel better.

I grab my stuff, stepping out of the car and heading toward the front of the building. I barely make it inside and Lucas is there.

“Everything okay?” he asks, his eyes filled with worry.

“Can’t a wife bring her husband dinner?”

“My wife can do anything she wants.” He takes my hand, leading me back to his office. The place is pretty much empty now.

“Anything?” I step inside and he closes the door behind me. I don’t miss the sound of the lock clicking into