Yuletide Protector
“As in, right now,” he said.
It was hard to find her voice behind the mammoth-size lump of fear clogging her throat. He’d said from the start that George had tried to hire him to kill her…but somehow hearing the words—that she’d die if she stayed in town—made it all feel very real. “You’re not making any sense at all.”
Shrugging, he said, “I know and I apologize. It was a long night. But if you’ll listen to me for a minute, you’ll understand that it’s the only way to ensure your safety.”
Kevin stood up and yanked the chair next to him away from the table, motioning with his hand for her to sit.
“Please.”
Her glance darted from the chair to his angular features. “To be perfectly honest, I’m not sure I want to hear any more of this.”
Blue eyes that seemed much too sincere for what they were discussing penetrated her. “I’m afraid that’s not an option. But we do have a crisis counselor at the station. If you want, we can go—”
“No! I don’t want to go to the police station.”
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