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hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently before proceeding to his office. She would come to him when she was ready, he knew. And he would make sure she knew how he felt about her before he had to leave her.
CHAPTER FIVE
“I love those who can smile in trouble.” ~ Leonardo da Vinci
Tammie watched Lex walk away and struggled to keep the tears at bay. His life was in danger, and he was walking into what she was sure was certain death as if it were just another home visit. She had a feeling there were things he wasn’t telling her, but she had no way of finding them out. If anyone would know what they were, it would be Bear, and he was as closed-mouthed as a grave. She wanted to scream in frustration and whimper in fear, but she could do neither. After all, Ginny’s mate was fighting for his life as well, and the young woman was like a port in a storm, calm and cool. She would have to learn to weather these emotional storms with as much serenity as Ginny was displaying.
She had to talk to Lex, but she needed to be completely under control first. She got herself a bottle of water from the fridge, and as she turned away, Bear touched her arm. She turned to look at him inquiringly, and he said, “He’ll be all right, you know. You don’t have to worry about him. And he won’t let anything happen to you. None of us will.”
“You think I’m worried about me? You don’t know me very well, Patrick, if you think that’s what’s on my mind.” She couldn’t keep the irritation from seeping into her voice.
“No, I don’t, but I’m sure we’ll have plenty of time to remedy that,” he answered, unperturbed by her snappish outburst. “But that wasn’t meant as an insult, either. I just wanted you to know that we’ve got your back.”
Tammie felt the tears burst free, and she turned away, but not before Bear saw them. He held her still, his hand on her shoulder, and bent to whisper in her ear, “Dry those tears before you go in there. Lex’ll kick my ass if he thinks I made you cry.”
His humor startled and pleased her, and she looked up at him, tears sparkling on her lashes, and smiled. “Thank you, Patrick. And I’m sorry I snapped at you.”
He slung an arm around her shoulders and squeezed gently, like a big brother giving his baby sister some much-needed comfort. “No apologies needed. Now go on. He needs you.”
She smiled at Ginny as she walked by and twisted the bottle cap off so she could take a healthy swig of the cold water. Her throat felt parched, as though she had been out in the sun all day. She knew it was from the aching need to weep that she had been holding at bay since Lex had left that morning. She didn’t want to think about Lex leaving. She didn’t want to think about what could happen to him when he left. She didn’t want to think that he might never come back to her. She took another big gulp of water to calm herself before she reached his door, so when she knocked her hand was steady enough.
“Come in.”
Tammie pushed the door handle down and walked in, her shoulders square only because she had her back ramrod straight to prevent her knees from buckling. She refused to be the wussy girlfriend.
“Hi,” she said, wishing she could think of something else to say to the man she was attached to at the heart. He was standing by his desk, and he held out his arms to her. She ran into them and sighed when he closed them around her. He was so big and warm and alive. How could she lose him now? She had only just found him. They hadn’t said the words to each other. And she had never known that she could be so needy. She had lived all her life independently, so why was the thought of losing a man she hadn’t known more than a week breaking her heart? She hugged him back, holding on to him desperately, as though she would protect him…as
CHAPTER FIVE
“I love those who can smile in trouble.” ~ Leonardo da Vinci
Tammie watched Lex walk away and struggled to keep the tears at bay. His life was in danger, and he was walking into what she was sure was certain death as if it were just another home visit. She had a feeling there were things he wasn’t telling her, but she had no way of finding them out. If anyone would know what they were, it would be Bear, and he was as closed-mouthed as a grave. She wanted to scream in frustration and whimper in fear, but she could do neither. After all, Ginny’s mate was fighting for his life as well, and the young woman was like a port in a storm, calm and cool. She would have to learn to weather these emotional storms with as much serenity as Ginny was displaying.
She had to talk to Lex, but she needed to be completely under control first. She got herself a bottle of water from the fridge, and as she turned away, Bear touched her arm. She turned to look at him inquiringly, and he said, “He’ll be all right, you know. You don’t have to worry about him. And he won’t let anything happen to you. None of us will.”
“You think I’m worried about me? You don’t know me very well, Patrick, if you think that’s what’s on my mind.” She couldn’t keep the irritation from seeping into her voice.
“No, I don’t, but I’m sure we’ll have plenty of time to remedy that,” he answered, unperturbed by her snappish outburst. “But that wasn’t meant as an insult, either. I just wanted you to know that we’ve got your back.”
Tammie felt the tears burst free, and she turned away, but not before Bear saw them. He held her still, his hand on her shoulder, and bent to whisper in her ear, “Dry those tears before you go in there. Lex’ll kick my ass if he thinks I made you cry.”
His humor startled and pleased her, and she looked up at him, tears sparkling on her lashes, and smiled. “Thank you, Patrick. And I’m sorry I snapped at you.”
He slung an arm around her shoulders and squeezed gently, like a big brother giving his baby sister some much-needed comfort. “No apologies needed. Now go on. He needs you.”
She smiled at Ginny as she walked by and twisted the bottle cap off so she could take a healthy swig of the cold water. Her throat felt parched, as though she had been out in the sun all day. She knew it was from the aching need to weep that she had been holding at bay since Lex had left that morning. She didn’t want to think about Lex leaving. She didn’t want to think about what could happen to him when he left. She didn’t want to think that he might never come back to her. She took another big gulp of water to calm herself before she reached his door, so when she knocked her hand was steady enough.
“Come in.”
Tammie pushed the door handle down and walked in, her shoulders square only because she had her back ramrod straight to prevent her knees from buckling. She refused to be the wussy girlfriend.
“Hi,” she said, wishing she could think of something else to say to the man she was attached to at the heart. He was standing by his desk, and he held out his arms to her. She ran into them and sighed when he closed them around her. He was so big and warm and alive. How could she lose him now? She had only just found him. They hadn’t said the words to each other. And she had never known that she could be so needy. She had lived all her life independently, so why was the thought of losing a man she hadn’t known more than a week breaking her heart? She hugged him back, holding on to him desperately, as though she would protect him…as
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