Page 72 of The Valiant Knight
“Well, that’s a first. He’s a dick to me all of the time,” he stated.
Finn was going to kick his ass.
He didn’t care that he’d been Black Watch. He was sinking his chances quicker than the Titanic went down.
If she hated him, he couldn’t ask her out.
“But that’s his charm. He’s a decent guy, and we’ve been friends for a long time. I think we were five when we met.”
She smiled and he handed her the goat. It made her happy. She loved animals, but her ex-husband wouldn’t let her have any when they were married.
Now, she had fish and Bark Twain.
“Oh, you have?” she asked, as she moved toward a horse at the fence after setting Jethro down.
“Yeah, he’s single.”
She paused, her hand halfway to petting Juliet.
“Is that good or bad?” she asked, her heart racing in her chest.
“Good if you want to get to know him. I think you’d have a lot in common.”
Finn listened, and now, here was where the wingman kicked in.
Thank.
Freaking.
God.
She let him talk.
“He’s a cop, you’re a cop—well, a Fed. He loves dogs. You have a dog.”
She laughed.
“That’s what you think is a lot in common, huh? Well, sadly, he’s better off avoiding me. I’m a bad bet, Graham. You saw how I reacted to the cup breaking.”
He was surprised she opened up like that.
Really.
Shocked.
“You are?”
Gabby shrugged.
He stopped her. This wasn’t about Finn anymore, but helping Gabby.
“As someone with PTSD and my own trauma, I can see it a mile away. I can’t cure it, but I can certainly invite it to the‘Misery Loves Company’party.”
She didn’t say anything.
“Was he bad?” he asked.
She laughed sardonically, and inside the barn, Finn listened and held his breath.
