Guarding His Lover
“And you are?”
He held up his hands to show he wasn’t there to harm.
“Easy, Miss…”
“Culverton,” Leah snapped. “Leah Culverton.”
“Miss Culverton,” the man said, and smiled. “I am just gonna reach for my badge, okay? It’s all good.”
Moving slowly, never breaking eye contact, he dipped his thumb and forefinger into his interior jacket pocket and pulled out the folded leather containing his shield and ID card. Holding them flat in his palm, he stepped slowly forward and extended his hand to her.
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