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let them come here and arrest you and never set foot in my place. That siren isn’t for
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us.” Or he really hoped it wasn’t. If the cops showed up, he’d be screwed. And
Michaela…he couldn’t even think about what could happen to her.
Frank scrubbed a hand over his face. “That makes sense.”
A crash inside the main office jerked both their attention away. Scott knew it was
his only opportunity. Frank swung his gun toward the office and Scott saw red.
Covering the rest of the distance, he threw himself at Frank.
Frank was faster than he imagined. He whipped back around, but Scott went
straight for his gun hand. He knocked him off balance then broke his trigger finger.
After that, taking the gun was easy.
“Owww!” Frank howled in pain as he backed away from Scott.
Tucking the gun into his waistband, Scott advanced on the other man and decked
him. By nature he wasn’t violent, but this piece of shit had swung a gun toward
Michaela. That alone deserved a beating. His fist connected with Frank’s jaw with a
crunch and he slumped to the concrete like a crumpled piece of paper.
“Scott!”
He turned to find a wide-eyed Michaela rushing toward him. The glass door
slammed shut behind her and her boots clacked against the concrete floor. Before he
could move, she’d flung her arms around his neck and nearly knocked him over. “Oh
my God! Are you okay? I called the cops and my brothers when I saw the broken glass
out front. I didn’t know what else to do. What did that maniac want with you? Are you
sure you’re okay?”
Despite the situation, he chuckled as she fired questions at him. He pulled his head
back but kept his hands firmly on her hips. “I’m fine, sweetheart. Are you okay?”
“Me? You’re the one who had a gun pointed at your head.”
“It’s over.”
She ignored him as a river of unexpected tears streamed down her cheeks. “This is
all my fault.”
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His gut clenched. Shit. Not tears. Anything but her tears. “Don’t cry. Please, don’t
cry.”
“I can’t help it. I know why you left. You overheard that stupid conversation I had. I didn’t
realize it until you’d gone. That’s why I followed you.” Her voice was thick and unsteady.
“I was an asshole. I shouldn’t have left like that. If you want to take things slower,
we’ll—”
“No, you stupid man! I don’t want to take anything slower. I just thought all that
talk from my family would scare you off so I told them to back off.”
His heart turned over in his chest. Cupping her jaw, he swiped at the stray tears still
tumbling down her soft cheeks. “Scare me? I love you, Michaela.” The words slipped
out before he could think about what he was saying.
Her pale eyes widened. “ What? ”
His throat dried up as she stared at him with that soul-searching gaze. Maybe he
should have waited. No. He loved her. It was a simple thing and it felt liberating to say
it to someone . He’d never uttered those words to a woman other than his mother before
and instead of feeling foreign, it felt right. So right it terrified him.
“I love you too,” she whispered.
“Don’t say it because—”
Her grip around his neck tightened. “Don’t tell me what to do, Mr. Bossy. I pretty
much realized it earlier tonight when you let my cousins jump all over you like you
were their personal jungle gym. You sealed the deal when you told my Aunt Celia you
liked her awful macaroni salad.”
“That’s all it took?” he murmured. He’d been half in love with her since the day
she’d showed up at his front door all those months ago carrying a plate of cookies.
She’d looked so hot in that skimpy summer dress all he’d been able to think about was
pushing it up and taking her right on his front porch.
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She sniffed in a haughty manner that had his cock standing at attention. Of course it
was the wrong time, but his lower body
let them come here and arrest you and never set foot in my place. That siren isn’t for
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us.” Or he really hoped it wasn’t. If the cops showed up, he’d be screwed. And
Michaela…he couldn’t even think about what could happen to her.
Frank scrubbed a hand over his face. “That makes sense.”
A crash inside the main office jerked both their attention away. Scott knew it was
his only opportunity. Frank swung his gun toward the office and Scott saw red.
Covering the rest of the distance, he threw himself at Frank.
Frank was faster than he imagined. He whipped back around, but Scott went
straight for his gun hand. He knocked him off balance then broke his trigger finger.
After that, taking the gun was easy.
“Owww!” Frank howled in pain as he backed away from Scott.
Tucking the gun into his waistband, Scott advanced on the other man and decked
him. By nature he wasn’t violent, but this piece of shit had swung a gun toward
Michaela. That alone deserved a beating. His fist connected with Frank’s jaw with a
crunch and he slumped to the concrete like a crumpled piece of paper.
“Scott!”
He turned to find a wide-eyed Michaela rushing toward him. The glass door
slammed shut behind her and her boots clacked against the concrete floor. Before he
could move, she’d flung her arms around his neck and nearly knocked him over. “Oh
my God! Are you okay? I called the cops and my brothers when I saw the broken glass
out front. I didn’t know what else to do. What did that maniac want with you? Are you
sure you’re okay?”
Despite the situation, he chuckled as she fired questions at him. He pulled his head
back but kept his hands firmly on her hips. “I’m fine, sweetheart. Are you okay?”
“Me? You’re the one who had a gun pointed at your head.”
“It’s over.”
She ignored him as a river of unexpected tears streamed down her cheeks. “This is
all my fault.”
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His gut clenched. Shit. Not tears. Anything but her tears. “Don’t cry. Please, don’t
cry.”
“I can’t help it. I know why you left. You overheard that stupid conversation I had. I didn’t
realize it until you’d gone. That’s why I followed you.” Her voice was thick and unsteady.
“I was an asshole. I shouldn’t have left like that. If you want to take things slower,
we’ll—”
“No, you stupid man! I don’t want to take anything slower. I just thought all that
talk from my family would scare you off so I told them to back off.”
His heart turned over in his chest. Cupping her jaw, he swiped at the stray tears still
tumbling down her soft cheeks. “Scare me? I love you, Michaela.” The words slipped
out before he could think about what he was saying.
Her pale eyes widened. “ What? ”
His throat dried up as she stared at him with that soul-searching gaze. Maybe he
should have waited. No. He loved her. It was a simple thing and it felt liberating to say
it to someone . He’d never uttered those words to a woman other than his mother before
and instead of feeling foreign, it felt right. So right it terrified him.
“I love you too,” she whispered.
“Don’t say it because—”
Her grip around his neck tightened. “Don’t tell me what to do, Mr. Bossy. I pretty
much realized it earlier tonight when you let my cousins jump all over you like you
were their personal jungle gym. You sealed the deal when you told my Aunt Celia you
liked her awful macaroni salad.”
“That’s all it took?” he murmured. He’d been half in love with her since the day
she’d showed up at his front door all those months ago carrying a plate of cookies.
She’d looked so hot in that skimpy summer dress all he’d been able to think about was
pushing it up and taking her right on his front porch.
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She sniffed in a haughty manner that had his cock standing at attention. Of course it
was the wrong time, but his lower body
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