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saw the moment the burly man softened. Even the hardest-hearted didn’t stand a chance against my Cady. “Yeah. I’m gonna help her,” he muttered. I couldn’t stop my lips from twitching.
Aspen. The name fit her. As if she were some woodland fairy out of the storybooks my mom used to read to my siblings and me every night.
“Everyone needs a place to belong. Somewhere they feel safe. I like being that for them.”
Her words were an adorable whisper, and she still didn’t let go of my hand. I didn’t remember the last time someone had held my hand.
“Cady…” Aspen warned gently. “It’s all the sugar. They turn into little fiends,” I quipped. Aspen shot me a death stare. “Yup, Mr. Grizz is staying, and he told me he really wants a glitter manicure.” “YEEEEEESSSSS!” Cady yelled as she skipped toward the hall. “I’m getting my stuff right now.” My eyes narrowed on the too-gorgeous-for-her-own-good redhead. “Glitter manicure?” I gritted out. Aspen shrugged. “Payback’s a bitch.”
People around here didn’t see me that way. At best, they saw me as damaged goods. At worst, someone to fear. But Aspen? She saw me as the man I wanted to be.
Sheer panic nearly stole my breath. Nothing could happen to these two. They were lights in a world of darkness.
I stared at Aspen, taking in her beauty and letting it fully hit me for the first time. It wasn’t just her gorgeous red hair, piercing green eyes, and lush lips. It was the light that radiated out of her, casting a glow on everyone and everything around her. Truly seeing that for the first time? I knew one thing. I was completely screwed.
figure out what the crime scenes tell us about the perpetrator. Can you call that profiler friend of yours?” Nash asked. Lawson winced. “Ex-profiler. He doesn’t work for the bureau anymore.”
ANSON!!!!!!
“I can try, but Anson wanted to leave that life far behind.”
yasssss
“You’re throwing your brother to the wolves?” Roan’s gaze locked with mine. “I’d do anything for you.”
I always said I didn’t want to. That I wasn’t built for it.” I pressed a hand against the ridges of his abdominals. “What changed?” “You,” Roan said.
