His to Protect: a Fireside Novel
“I didn’t know if it took me longer than five minutes to gather the rest of my things and carry my bag downstairs, as well as collect all of Boomer’s things, or if Declan moved with supersonic speed when a woman was in trouble.
Regardless, as I zipped my bag, Boomer next to me, his tail thumping maniacally on the carpet at my heels, I heard the front door burst open.
“Trina!” Declan yelled my name at the same time he appeared in the living room.
He stopped suddenly and my fingers froze on the zi...pper.
My jaw dropped open and I stood up. “You didn’t have to come home.”
Home. It wasn’t even my place.
I’d become too attached, too secure.
I leaned down and finished zipping the bag, stopping only when his hand covered mine.
“Don’t go,” he said quietly, almost a whisper, but not quite. “Tell me what he said.”
I shook my head and then jerked my chin up when movement behind Declan caught my attention.
“Who are they?” I asked, pulling my hand from Declan’s grasp.MoreLess
Regardless, as I zipped my bag, Boomer next to me, his tail thumping maniacally on the carpet at my heels, I heard the front door burst open.
“Trina!” Declan yelled my name at the same time he appeared in the living room.
He stopped suddenly and my fingers froze on the zi...pper.
My jaw dropped open and I stood up. “You didn’t have to come home.”
Home. It wasn’t even my place.
I’d become too attached, too secure.
I leaned down and finished zipping the bag, stopping only when his hand covered mine.
“Don’t go,” he said quietly, almost a whisper, but not quite. “Tell me what he said.”
I shook my head and then jerked my chin up when movement behind Declan caught my attention.
“Who are they?” I asked, pulling my hand from Declan’s grasp.MoreLess
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