He Thought He Was Just Helping a Vulnerable Stranger! Her True Identity

past his elbows despite the sharp November draft cutting through the open bays. As she watched him stretch to reach for a heavy torque wrench, Sloan’s sharp eyes caught the subtle, involuntary hitch in his right shoulder—the physical echo of an old, devastating injury that he automatically compensated for without thinking.

“Declan.”

He turned sharply,continue reading …