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“I’m glad.” Arlo nodded. “He’s no good for you, Jonah. It’s best you steer clear of him.”

The same could be said about Arlo.

Jonah had finally rid himself of Flint, only for another ex-boyfriend to start acting weird.

Flint had accused him of being interested in Arlo’s personal life, but it was the other way around. Arlo was constantly clinging to him now, and Jonah couldn’t seem to get rid of him.

When would the madness end?

“I have to get going.” Jonah started the truck and pulled away. He could talk to the postmaster about Arlo’s harassing behavior, but what if that only made things worse?

It was a risk Jonah wasn’t sure he wanted to take, but if Arlo didn’t stop bothering him, he would have no choice.

* * * *

“You got a visitor at the front desk, Deputy Tenshi,” Slater announced from the entryway of the bullpen.

Kijani glanced up from his computer screen, wondering who could possibly be visiting him. He had only been in town for two months and didn’t know many people.

Could it be Jonah? Did something happen at work? They’d only been away from each other for a few hours, but Kijani ached to be with his mate again.

To indulge in another one of those firestorm kisses. To see the explosion of heat in Jonah’s eyes and feel those soft lips on his again.

Slater’s broad smile made Kijani frown. Rising from his seat, he walked to the front, grinning when he spotted the little boy he’d rescued standing beside his father.

The toddler wobbled over and hugged Kijani’s leg.

The father approached them. “I’m Brock Wakerley. It’s good to finally meet the man who saved my son from that accident.” He gently tousled the boy’s hair. “I’m not sure if you know this, but his name is Mathis.”

Kijani already knew their names from the accident reports.

“I’m Deputy Tenshi. The pleasure is mine.” He shook Brock’s hand. “I’m happy I could help. How is your wife doing?”

Just like in the overturned SUV, Mathis gripped Kijani’s finger in a tight hold and flashed a dimpled grin.

Brock clenched his jaw and looked away. “She’s recovering.”

The statements from the other two involved in the accident blamed Ivy Wakerley for the crash.

The driver of the red pickup, who’d been coming from the opposite direction, claimed she was speeding and looking down at the steering wheel while rounding the bend, leading Kijani to suspect she’d been on her phone.

Ivy was incredibly fortunate Mathis survived the accident. If Kijani had found a lifeless child when he’d dropped into the SUV, it would have haunted him for a very long time.

He crouched in front of Mathis, giving a gentle tap on the end of his button nose. “Would you like Uncle Kijani to get you a pack of cookies?” He glanced up at Brock. “If it’s okay with your daddy.”

Mathis made an adorable growling noise.

“He’s been doing that ever since the accident.” Brock rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “I can’t figure out why.”

Because he heard my wolf when I was rescuing him. “I’m pretty clueless when it comes to kids.” Kijani gave Mathis a playful wink. “So, can he have some cookies?”

Brock chuckled. “Sure, why not?”

With Mathis still clutching his finger, Kijani stood up and led the boy and his father into the bullpen.

“Looks like we’re recruiting younger these days.” Deputy Cannon Lowery joked with a grin. “I bet he’d be a better deputy than Savani.”

From his desk, Deputy Morgan Savani tossed a crumpled piece of paper at Cannon. “Guess you didn’t get the memo. He’s your replacement.”

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