He tensed. “What?”
“My professional reputation is ruined.” Her personal one, too, but she wasn’t worried about that. “I don’t want yours ruined, not when you’re getting ready to run for office.”
“What?” he asked again.
And she had a sick feeling. “You were telling the truth about that, right? It wasn’t just a ploy to get evidence against me like your seduction?”
He ran his hand over his face, to brush away the water. “Allison...”
She shook her head. “I can’t handle any more lies.”
“Don’t worry about me,” he said. “It’s not like I’m trying to run for an election right now.”
“No,” she said. “You need to revamp your image first. I thought you needed to step away from your friends to do that. But now I know that I’m the trouble. I’m the one you need to stay away from.”
Trevor looked at her, and for the first time since she’d known him, the big man looked helpless. He had no argument for her. She smiled sadly and pushed him toward the door. “You need to leave and never come back.”
Or she was going to fall even harder for him than she suspected she already had.
Maybe that was why she was pushing him away. She didn’t want to get hurt anymore.
And it was clear that Trevor hadn’t been completely honest with her yet. He wasn’t like her grandfather at all who would have never hurt her.
She knew that Trevor could hurt her more than anyone else in her life ever had...because she’d started to care the most about him.
He stopped at the door and turned back to her. But he must have had nothing to say because he just lowered his head and brushed his mouth across hers. Then, lips still clinging, he pulled away and headed out the door.
Out of her life.
It was for the best. If he stayed, Allison was only going to get hurt. She wasn’t in any more danger from the mole. Trevor Sinclair was the danger—to her heart.
