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

to do it.”

They sat together in the companionable darkness for a while longer, watching the snow begin to fall gently outside the reinforced windows. Eventually, Sloan stood up, gathering her coat and her crutches.

“Go home to Brynn,” she ordered softly. “Show her your face. Show her that absolutely everything is okay. That is the exact kind of protection continue reading …