What they had last night was a collision of epic proportions.
They both survived and walked away unscathed.
What should have been uncomfortable this morning, actually wasn’t.
Not even holding her in his arms all night.
Or her joke that she knew he’d be a good big spoon.
He grunted over her comment, but still held on tight until he heard her drift off to sleep.
He thought for sure his mind would race the rest of the night, but he’d slept good and hard.
Something he hadn’t done in years.
“You can’t push us away forever,” Ford said. “Just like you can’t with Meredith.”
“She’s tougher than she looks.”
“So she’s holding up?”
“Yeah. She held it in for most of the night and then it just broke.”
He’d expected her to have a few tears before bed, but nothing.
When he heard moving in the house, he didn’t think it was her. She made way too much noise every other time.
His first thought was whoever was doing this to her, knew where she was.
He couldn’t control that his mind always went to that place, forcing the gun he kept under his pillow into his hand, while he yanked on shorts.
Seeing her in his kitchen with a shirt that barely covered her ass was his undoing.
He’d tried everything he had to get her to run away.
But she ran toward him.
Even being rough in bed last night hadn’t turned her off.
She’d held on and conquered it with him. Then asked if he was okay.
He’d been completely wrong about her.
Did trouble follow her everywhere? It seemed it.
Did she find some impossible way to hurt herself? Almost always.
Did she break the ropes around his heart? She was damn well getting close to it.
And that was scarier than anything he’d experienced in the past decade.
“Understandable with everything she’s going through,” Ford said. “I talked with her ex last night. He was at work all day. Gave me the names of three people to vouch for it.”
“Did you call those people?” he asked.
“I’ll do it today. He’s pissed. Doesn’t want more talk at work, but I told him his previous actions and admissions put him in this position.”
“He admitted to the other things he’d done?”
