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Everyone thought it was the article that had changed my life. It wasn’t. It had been the six months I’d spent in Montana. It had been the six months I’d spent with him.
I admired the hell out of Sabrina. That woman had more guts than most people I knew. To infiltrate a gun smuggling operation and take them down was fucking impressive. Her loyalty to her source was a testament to her character. Her bravery and spirit called to my heart.
You’re safe with me, Sabrina.”
Beau’s protectiveness of Maisy was another appealing quality.
With Boone’s warmth at my side and Beau’s comforting smell filling the air, I started to drift off.
No man would ever hold me this well. I was made to be wrapped in these arms. A woman could tell a lot by the way a man holds her. She could tell if he had the strength to endure the rougher moments. If he had a mighty yet kind heart. If he could make her feel safe and cherished.
wanted a man who would hold my hand, squeezing it every now and again so I knew I wasn’t alone as I waged my own war. I wanted a man who would push me to keep battling because he knew I’d eventually win.
“I’ll make you a deal, Shortcake. When the mafia isn’t a threat, you’re not considering WITSEC and life goes back to normal, I’ll meet you in Disney World and take you on the vacation six-year-old Sabrina never had.” I smiled. “You’ve got a deal, Goliath.”
I hustled to the floor and settled in close with my knees pulled into my chest. When another flash and crack split the air, Beau’s arm came around my shoulders and he tucked me tighter into his side. On his other side was a freaked-out Boone.
“We would never stop at just a kiss.” I smiled. “Would that be so bad?” “Woman, it would be fucking incredible.”
He pulled me into his chest for a tight but brief hug before kissing the top of my hair and letting me go.
Beau was as steady as a mountain in a storm. Nothing seemed to scare him.
“You’re the toughest woman I’ve ever met, Sabrina MacKenzie.”
“Shortcake, you are one of a kind.” I smiled.
All I had to give him for his troubles was my heart but he would have it all until the day I died.
Montana had won my heart. Just like Beau had.
