When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 112

Lemira fumbled her way off the couch, her movement catching the attention of a pair of lean, handsome hands that reached out to her side.

She glanced up, meeting the gaze of the owner of those hands.

A deep voice came from above her, "Better grab onto this cane, you're gonna need it!"

Lemira coughed dismissively, "No need."

The moment her feet hit the ground, she stubbed her toe against the corner of the coffee table, grimacing in pain.

"Sit down, let me have a look."

Orion, looking slightly exasperated, crouched down in front of her, shining the flashlight from his phone on her foot.

Lemira stared blankly at the man before her. His side profile, bathed in the dim light, seemed to be wrapped in a warm glow.

He was already strikingly handsome, but from this angle, he seemed even more so.

Unable to help herself, Lemira blurted out, "Hey, do you have a girlfriend?"

Orion looked up, his eyes a deep abyss.

He stood up, "No."

"What's your type then? What kind of girl do you like?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Just curious. With looks like yours, how come you don't have a girlfriend? I even saw you with a pretty lady at a diner once."

Orion paused, then looked at her, "You saw that?"

Lemira nodded, "Yeah, who’s she?"

"Just a friend."

"Really? Just a friend?"

Orion grabbed her wrist, "Not the sharpest tool in the shed, but quite the chatterbox."

As Lemira followed him, she could feel the warmth from his grip on her wrist.

She looked down at their intertwined hands, a small smile playing on her lips.

Orion said he didn't have a girlfriend?