Page 101 of Saving Her

“Keep her safe. Keep her happy. Or I’ll…” He pauses, his hostility ebbing as he diverts his focus blankly down the hall. “Just keep her fucking safe, okay?”

“I will,” I vow, then hang my head, despising how this is really fucking happening. And after the bullshit I went through with Luther. The risks I took to take him down. The bullets I dodged. And the one I caught with my thick skull.

“I can go on my own,” Penny’s fortified voice carries from the entrance to the living room. “Nobody needs to escort me.”

I don’t answer her. Don’t even look.

Neither does Decker. All he does is glare. At me. Like this is all my fucking fault.

“If someone can get me to the jet, I’ll make it back by myself. It’s no big deal.”

“You’re not going on your own.” I push from the wall and sidestep her brother to continue toward her. “What’s done is done. There’s no changing Torian’s mind.”

“But you want to stay. And I don’t need a bodyguard.”

“It doesn’t matter—”

“Yes, it does.” She stands her ground, reclaiming her warrior status, not letting me pass into the living room. “I won’t take this from you.”

It’s in those words that I realize my protests are truly pathetic.

The day Luther died she told me something that stuck with me. Something I despised.

She implied she was a possession. Explained that she was a gift.

It’s now that I realize no truer words were ever spoken. Sheisa gift. And it should be considered an honor to accompany her home.

“You’re not taking anything from me, shorty.” I stare into those dark eyes and wish I didn’t feel a thrum of connection. No, not a thrum—a fucking avalanche. “I’m being sent back because of my head and there’s nothing I can do about that. My issue revolves around the promise I made to you. I told you I’d clean house with Luther’s men, and I don’t go back on my word.”

“Will they still be taken down?”

“Yes,” Sebastian answers for me. “Without a doubt.”

She sucks in a breath and raises her chin. “Then you’re not going back on your word. You’re just letting someone else take care of it. Maybe that’s for the best. Like Torian said, you need to rest.”

“There’s not going to be a lot of rest when I’ve got you to contend with.” I wink at her, trying to ease the tension. “Somehow I think you’re going to make it hard to keep you out of trouble.”

She releases a rasp of a laugh, her smile slight as she lowers her gaze to the floor. Shy. Almost submissive.

Fuck, she’s beautiful.

Breathtaking.

Tempting.

Trouble is definitely going to be on my radar. And there’s no way her protection will ever take a back seat to my recovery.

But it’s no longer Luther or his guards I have to keep her safe from.

The biggest threat to her right now is me.

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