I swayed and his arms came around me. “I’m okay.” I tried to step out of his hold, but he wouldn’t let go. My head tipped up, and I felt my brow crease. “Ranger?” “You’re not okay.” His clear green eyes searched mine. “Let me help you.” For him to know that… to say that… But I couldn’t. I couldn’t let myself keep relying on him. Ranger might be my husband, but he wasn’t permanent, and I needed to do a better job remembering that. “No, you can’t. I just… need to be alone,”
