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the job.”
“I can’t leave you unprotected.”
“I get it. You don’t trust me—”
“No, it’s not that.” He ground his teeth. His protective instincts went into overdrive when it came to her. “If people find out you’re living with me then they could use you against me. That’s why I have insisted you be guarded whenever you leave the house.”
Because he was paranoid. Because he needed her to be safe.
Anyone could have seen her leave or enter his house. He’d known that offering her a place to stay could put her in danger, but he’d done it anyway. Because he was selfish. But he would do whatever he needed to keep her safe. No one would harm her.
If they did he would raze the city to the ground until he destroyed them.
“All right. I’ll accept some protection. For a while.”
“Then you can work there. But only if it doesn’t become too much or interfere with your recovery.”
“Jeez, thanks, Dad.” With a grin, she stood and left the room.
Standing, he strode off toward the kitchen. He could hear laughter coming from inside. He walked inside. Immediately, the two men sitting at the counter stood.
“Boss,” Colm stated as Rogan moved over to him.
“What the hell were you thinking, taking Miller to Solnyshko?”
Colm flinched, but then he met Rogan’s gaze head on. Rogan didn’t like men who couldn’t think for themselves. Who would tell him what they thought he wanted to hear. He didn’t surround himself with yes men.
A decision he sometimes regretted.
“She had a tough session with her therapist. She needed a distraction.”
“She told you that?” If she had, she’d opened up more with Colm than him. A spurt of jealousy filled him, and he moved to the fridge to grab a beer before he was tempted to do something he would regret.
Like land his fist right in the middle of Colm’s face.
Bad idea. What the hell was wrong with him? He never let anything or anyone mess with his head like this, let alone a woman.
“No. But she looked fragile. Almost desperate. I wanted to cheer her up.”
“So you took her to Solnyshko?”
Colm shrugged. “Always cheers me up.”
Cillian snorted. “You mean Sofia cheers you up.”
“Well, I’m glad you enjoy it because you’re going to be spending a lot of time there.” Rogan took a long swig of beer. “You’ll watch over Miller while she’s working there.”
She was precious to him. And he would protect her.
Chapter Four
“You doing all right?”
Miller glanced up as she placed a pile of dirty dishes by the sink where Sofia stood.
“Yep, all good.”
Well, except for her aching feet, the tightness in her shoulders, and the pain in her lower back. She’d grown soft. She was out of shape and exhausted after only a week of work. Maybe her therapist had been right. She should have started off slow and built herself up.
“You’ve done well,” Sofia told her. “You’ve been a lifesaver, really. Plus, there’s all the food Colm has eaten over the last week. The restaurant’s earnings are looking very healthy this week.”
Miller winced. “I’m sorry about Colm being here all the time. Rogan is overprotective.”
Sofia smiled sympathetically. “You don’t need to explain to me about overprotective men.”
No, she supposed she Sofia understood better than anyone about overprotective men. Miller had met Sofia’s cousin Aleksandr a couple of times. The man was terrifying.
Sofia studied her closely. “You know, you look familiar, but I can’t figure out why.”
“I do? I don’t think we’ve met before.”
“No, I guess you must have one of those faces. Things have grown very quiet out there, just a few stragglers left. Why don’t you head home?”
“I’ll put the rubbish out then I’ll head off.” She grabbed the overflowing trash bag, pressing it down and tying it at the top. Sofia’s staff were hit-and-miss when it came to work ethics. Most of the waitresses and bar staff were good workers. But
“I can’t leave you unprotected.”
“I get it. You don’t trust me—”
“No, it’s not that.” He ground his teeth. His protective instincts went into overdrive when it came to her. “If people find out you’re living with me then they could use you against me. That’s why I have insisted you be guarded whenever you leave the house.”
Because he was paranoid. Because he needed her to be safe.
Anyone could have seen her leave or enter his house. He’d known that offering her a place to stay could put her in danger, but he’d done it anyway. Because he was selfish. But he would do whatever he needed to keep her safe. No one would harm her.
If they did he would raze the city to the ground until he destroyed them.
“All right. I’ll accept some protection. For a while.”
“Then you can work there. But only if it doesn’t become too much or interfere with your recovery.”
“Jeez, thanks, Dad.” With a grin, she stood and left the room.
Standing, he strode off toward the kitchen. He could hear laughter coming from inside. He walked inside. Immediately, the two men sitting at the counter stood.
“Boss,” Colm stated as Rogan moved over to him.
“What the hell were you thinking, taking Miller to Solnyshko?”
Colm flinched, but then he met Rogan’s gaze head on. Rogan didn’t like men who couldn’t think for themselves. Who would tell him what they thought he wanted to hear. He didn’t surround himself with yes men.
A decision he sometimes regretted.
“She had a tough session with her therapist. She needed a distraction.”
“She told you that?” If she had, she’d opened up more with Colm than him. A spurt of jealousy filled him, and he moved to the fridge to grab a beer before he was tempted to do something he would regret.
Like land his fist right in the middle of Colm’s face.
Bad idea. What the hell was wrong with him? He never let anything or anyone mess with his head like this, let alone a woman.
“No. But she looked fragile. Almost desperate. I wanted to cheer her up.”
“So you took her to Solnyshko?”
Colm shrugged. “Always cheers me up.”
Cillian snorted. “You mean Sofia cheers you up.”
“Well, I’m glad you enjoy it because you’re going to be spending a lot of time there.” Rogan took a long swig of beer. “You’ll watch over Miller while she’s working there.”
She was precious to him. And he would protect her.
Chapter Four
“You doing all right?”
Miller glanced up as she placed a pile of dirty dishes by the sink where Sofia stood.
“Yep, all good.”
Well, except for her aching feet, the tightness in her shoulders, and the pain in her lower back. She’d grown soft. She was out of shape and exhausted after only a week of work. Maybe her therapist had been right. She should have started off slow and built herself up.
“You’ve done well,” Sofia told her. “You’ve been a lifesaver, really. Plus, there’s all the food Colm has eaten over the last week. The restaurant’s earnings are looking very healthy this week.”
Miller winced. “I’m sorry about Colm being here all the time. Rogan is overprotective.”
Sofia smiled sympathetically. “You don’t need to explain to me about overprotective men.”
No, she supposed she Sofia understood better than anyone about overprotective men. Miller had met Sofia’s cousin Aleksandr a couple of times. The man was terrifying.
Sofia studied her closely. “You know, you look familiar, but I can’t figure out why.”
“I do? I don’t think we’ve met before.”
“No, I guess you must have one of those faces. Things have grown very quiet out there, just a few stragglers left. Why don’t you head home?”
“I’ll put the rubbish out then I’ll head off.” She grabbed the overflowing trash bag, pressing it down and tying it at the top. Sofia’s staff were hit-and-miss when it came to work ethics. Most of the waitresses and bar staff were good workers. But
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