The truck pulled in front of the pub after what felt like hours of driving. With so much on her mind she was surprised she had made it all. Her night with Eric was ruined by some dark figure in her home and raping her. Those blue eyes were haunting her mind. So familiar yet she couldn’t pinpoint where she knew them from. Cutting off the engine she looked up over the dashboard towards the front of the building where a man stood smoking. He was dark skinned, had easy green eyes and his face was kind of scruffy looking. He was in light blue and white jeans, white shoes and a gray jacket with the neckline up around his neck. The white hat on his head slightly covered his eyes so she could only see the color and nothing more. It had to be Derek. Getting out of the truck making sure it was locke
