"Am I in danger?" Fuck me, but this woman is too smart for my own good. "I don’t think so." "You don’t think so?" she asks, disbelief dripping from each word. Running my fingers through my hair, I’m stunned by how much this woman affects me already. "You shouldn’t be." Because I put the two assholes who knew about you in the ground sixteen months ago. But I keep that last bit to myself. I don’t think she would appreciate the thoughtfulness of the gesture.
