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“Ex, but still active duty,” Jack answered, taking the card.

“I didn’t give that to you, but that’s the name of an attorney here in town who works tirelessly to protect women from jerks like that one. He’s obeyed the other restraining orders. I’d get one just in case.”

“Thank you,” Tatiana said.

“No problem. Like I said, you didn’t get it from me. I think your guy solved your problem. He’s too much of a wimp to come after anyone with a boyfriend who looks like him and can ring someone’s bell without even trying,” the officer told her. “I’mmaking a report. I’ll make sure it’s on file. Call 911 if you have any further problems.”

“Thank you, Officer,” Jack told him as he squeezed Tatiana closer.

When they were alone once again, Jack suggested, “Let’s check over the car in a couple days. It’s fine right where it is.”

She’d never trust that car again. “Can we just sell it?”

“Of course, but let’s not make any decisions today. It’s been a traumatic day and you’re still recovering. Let’s go get some decadent ice cream and have cones on the deck.”

“That sounds heavenly. Can I stop at the office before we leave?” Tatiana asked, remembering the manager had asked to talk to her.

“Want me to go in for you?” he asked

“No, I want to give her my notice. That is, if you’re sure I can stay with you.”

“I’m sure. I’ll keep you close for as long as you’ll let me.”

“You are my boyfriend now,” she said breezily, pushing her knee walker toward his car to drive to the office.

“You caught that, too, huh? Guess we look like we belong together,” Jack said with a big grin as he lifted her into his arms and carried her the rest of the way. “You’re mine, little girl.”

Unable to resist, Tatiana lifted her hand to salute. “Yes, Sir. Daddy, Sir.”

The End

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