“Thank you for coming for me. Did you…take care of the guys?” In a split second, his demeanor shifts. His posture becomes rigid, his hold on me practically punishing. “No, not yet. My first priority was getting you out of there and home where you belong. I’ll take care of them soon, though. Don’t worry.” Fear pangs inside me as I give him a watery smile. “T-thank you.” He nods and presses another slobbery kiss to my face before walking us deeper through the ‘house.’ “You’re probably still tired, aren’t you?” “Very. Would you mind if I rested for a little?” I ask. “Not at all, my love,” he says
...more
