“This is why I came back,” she murmured against her pillow. “Why?” “You make me feel safe.” He stood there staring down at her, hands fisted at his sides as a wave of possession knocked into him. He made her feel safe. She’d come back to be close to him. That made whatever problem she’d gotten tangled up with his problem. And he was going to solve it as soon as he pried some answers out of her.
