Page 26 of Redeeming Rabbit

This morning, he’d told me where he planned to spend his day and made me promise to call if Matt showed up or if I felt unsafe in any way. And he was being genuine! He hadn’t made a move on me last night. He’d slept on the sofa. I hadn’t locked my bedroom door, but he hadn’t entered my room. Not securing my bedroom door was probably a conversation for my therapist, but that was beyond the point. If Rabbit had kissed me last night, I would have let him. And if kissing had led to more, I don’t know where or if I would have stopped him.

But he didn’t kiss me.

Instead, we talked, and he answered most of my questions. We stayed away from the topic of family, and Rabbit clammed up when I asked about his time in the service. Understandable since I’d heard him fighting in his sleep later, and it sounded like he was still at war.

But that was okay. I could deal with nightmares.

It was his other secrets that made me hesitate. Rabbit was a protector. If we decided to explore a relationship, I needed to show him I could defend myself and didn’t require a savior.

But protectiveness was an admirable quality.

Tired of second-guessing myself, I pulled out my cell to open my recent messages. He’d texted himself from my phone this morning. I’d been running late and hadn’t had time to check the message. Then I’d forgotten about it because I was too busy thinking about him.

I didn’t know what was wrong with me, but hopefully, there was an antidote.

Maybe...

Nope. My case was clearly fatal because he’d saved his contact info under Foragoodtimecall, and I would die laughing at his message.

Foragoodtimecall

My (eggplant emoji) is not rabbit-sized.

God, I needed that after the business lunch from hell.

Why would I want someone like Cameron Chamberlain when this nut was staying at my apartment to protect me from my sister’s ex? What would Rabbit pull out of his hat next? That he saved puppies? Volunteered with kids?

Thoroughly diverted and unable to resist, I called him. He answered on the second ring.

“Poe. Everything okay? That rat bastard isn’t harassing you, is he?”

Concern for me. Yep, that was a hard hitter. I could almost feel my knees getting weak.

You’ve only known him for two days. He could be a murderer!

None of my lady parts cared. I consciously had to keep myself from purring in his ear.

Seriously, what was wrong with me?

I’d never been this interested in a guy before. He called me Postal, buthewas the complete package. Intelligent, mouth-wateringly sexy, and genuinely interested in me for more than my body.

I was happy we weren’t on video chat because I couldn’t stop grinning. “Haven’t seen or heard from Matt since yesterday. I don’t think he knows where I work or anything else about me. We weren’t exactly besties. Even before he started beating on my sister.”

“He knows where you live, and I wouldn’t put it past the bastard to follow you.”

I swooned a little, then remembered I intended to convince him I could take care of myself. “And I’m carrying the Taser. I won’t hesitate to use it. You know I won’t.”

He swallowed, and I remembered how his eyes had darkened at the sight of me with it. “I would like to see that.”

“Well, I’ve had a rough day, and I’m heading home early. If Matt Parker happens to be in my way, you might get lucky.”

“You’re heading home now?”

All his attention homed in on me. It made me shudder. In a good way.

“Yes.”

“Keep your doors locked, and don’t get out of your car until I get there.”

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