Even if he rode a big, dark horse, he wasn’t some knight in shining armor.
Even if he rode a big, dark horse, he wasn’t some knight in shining armor.
A second ago, she’d been sure she had her wandering thoughts under control. Calm, cool, totally not collected.
She got out of her truck and he stepped back. Safe distance—acquaintance distance.
When she finally hit send and sat back in her chair, their shoulders pressed together. She tensed. Reid didn’t. He sat there, cool as a cucumber.