“That’s shockingly caring of you.” “It’s not caring.” “Then how would you describe it?” “As . . . something else.” Anything else. Imagining her naked was only natural. Protecting her was his duty. Caring was much too dangerous. “I don’t know. I’m not a dictionary.” She gave him a chastening yet affectionate look. A wifely look. “No, you aren’t. You are very much a man.”
