The Green-Eyed Doll
“Catherine ran out the door and into Matt’s arms. He staggered backward under the full brunt of her weight. Wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders, she buried her face in his neck. Tears of anger, fear, and frustration flowed unchecked. His strong hands lifted her in his arms as if she weighed no more than a child and carried her back inside.
“Shh,” he shushed her softly. “You’re okay.”
“I’m glad you’re here.” She wiped her eyes, not caring mascara streaked down her face. He was here, and ...she could relax a little. “I’ve cried more in front of you than I’ve cried in years.”
“And that’s okay.” He turned, still holding her in his arms and zeroed his gaze in on Ash. “You,” Matt emphasized the word with a growl. “Can explain what you’re doing in my woman’s house at four in the morning. Later. For now, I’m damn grateful you were.”
My woman. She let the phrase roll around in her heart and flow into her veins. His woman. As possessive as it sounded, Matt’s definition was different from her dead husband’s.MoreLess
“Shh,” he shushed her softly. “You’re okay.”
“I’m glad you’re here.” She wiped her eyes, not caring mascara streaked down her face. He was here, and ...she could relax a little. “I’ve cried more in front of you than I’ve cried in years.”
“And that’s okay.” He turned, still holding her in his arms and zeroed his gaze in on Ash. “You,” Matt emphasized the word with a growl. “Can explain what you’re doing in my woman’s house at four in the morning. Later. For now, I’m damn grateful you were.”
My woman. She let the phrase roll around in her heart and flow into her veins. His woman. As possessive as it sounded, Matt’s definition was different from her dead husband’s.MoreLess
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