I walked her to my truck, keeping my arm around her shoulders to make me feel better about her safety. At least that’s what I told myself. Not that it felt good to have her tucked under my arm, her warmth against my side. I opened the door for her and held her hand as she got inside. Once she was securely in, I grabbed the belt and reached around her to buckle her in. She started to protest, but I paused. “Let me have this,” I breathed. “I need to know you’re safe.” She nodded. The belt latched in place, and I let my hands linger for a second. Fuck, seeing her like that, shoving that guy away
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