She Defended a Lonely Biker, and Her Town Never Saw It Coming

“I let my fear turn into arrogance,” he said. “And I used my badge to dress it up nicer than it was.”

Laura, seated in a booth with a grilled cheese, lowered her eyes.

Naomi studied Dean for a long moment.

An apology did not erase everything.

But it mattered when it was real.

She nodded toward the coffee.

“Drink it while it’s hot.”

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