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

completely replaced by raw, protective concern.

“Sloan.” He dropped the wrench onto a heavy metal cart. “Are you okay? Did something else happen?”

“No, I’m perfectly fine,” she assured him. She shifted her weight on the crutch grips, suddenly feeling a profound, unfamiliar uncertainty. It was a vulnerability she rarely experienced while commanding boardrooms continue reading …