Rushe had protected her when she didn’t know she needed to be protected. In the big picture of events, as a whole, Flick knew she had cost him. By his own admission, she’d fucked up the job. But those feral eyes that feasted on her body held no regret. Flick had no regrets either. Walking into that bar had given her the most important gift, one that would prove to be the core that the rest of her world rotated on.
