“Cuddled up next to his side, warm and soft, Ella slept, oblivious. Slowly, he turned his head toward the door. A short, round woman stood there with a pistol pointed directly at them. Instinct flared through his body, the need to attack, to protect rushing through him.“Would ye like to explain to me why yer sleeping on me master’s clean sheets?” she growled.Ella blinked her eyes open, her back to the woman; she had no idea what had happened. “Leo, what is it?”He slipped his arm around her back ...and cupped her head with his hand. If the woman pulled the trigger, he’d have only a split second to throw his body over Ella.Leo ignored her question and focused on the woman with the gun. “Easy, love.”Her bushy gray brows snapped together. “Don’t ‘love’ me. Just cleaned those sheets, I did. Me master will be ’ome this eve, and now I’ll ’ave to clean them again.”Leo relaxed. She was no threat, merely an angry housekeeper with too much work.Ella, on the other hand, paled.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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