Page 120 of Unexpected Hero

Me

What is that supposed to mean?

Freya

Never mind. I’ll see you tonight.

Me

Not coming in for a while.

Freya

Oh? You’re leaving her to fend for herself so soon?

Me

She doesn’t need me.

Freya

No, but the heart wants what it wants.

Me

Keep an eye on her for me. If any of the members try anything with her, get Dante or Jesse to intervene.

Freya

Yes, Master. How else may I please you?

Me

Nothing else.

Freya

Sigh. It’s just too bad I’m not blond, twenty-four with a perfect body, big blue eyes, and don’t have you wrapped around my little finger.

Me

Choosing to ignore that. Call me if there’s any trouble with her. And let me know what she says about the room.

Freya

Yes, sir. I will.

I put the phone away, a grin finally threatening to overtake my face since I’m one step closer to getting Lettie suitable lodging.

A few minutes later, as I wash the sweat off in the shower, a sense of contentment settles on my skin.

This is going to work. Freya’s a smart choice. I trust her to look after Lettie like a sister would, and she’ll keep me updated on her needs.

This is a terrific plan for Lettie.

Steady employment. Safe place to live. And I have an idea for something that’ll make her exercise routine less risky; it should entice her because of her love of music. All the risks to her safety that I can control will be minimized.

Then I can move on without a heavy conscience.

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