Page 13 of Damaged Fox


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"But it did happen and now you have someone after you."

Jo threw her hands out to the side. "I don't see anyone making any threats."

If she didn't knock her shit off and start caring more about her own safety, I was going to be the one making threats.

"Haven't you learned anything from the other women in this town?"

"Oh, please." Jo rolled her eyes again. "The only thing I learned was they were stupid enough to settle down with the lot of you. You guys bring your own brand of trouble."

That wasn't true in the slightest.Los Cangrishad nothing to do with us. We were just the unfortunate bystander.

"Why are you being so difficult?"

"Do you remember when I told you no man was ever going to tell me what to do?"

I nodded my head because it was one of the first things she made very clear when we started this thing between us.

"You guys are trying to tell me what to do, and I won't stand for it."

I realized in that moment that I wasn't going to change her mind. Which meant the guys were going to have to get creative in the way they protected her.

"What happened to make you like this?"

A look that could only be described as pure hatred crossed Jo's features. "That's none of your damn business. Now leave me alone or I'm going to tell the sheriff that you're harassing me."

I doubted she was going to do that because then she would have to explain our situation, and I knew she never would.

But I did drop it for now and let her walk back into the kitchen without arguing with her further.

I made my way back to the security office and smiled at Annalee as I walked in.

"How did you make out?" Annalee asked.

I had told her where I was headed, so it was no surprise that she asked. "Not well. She's still being stubborn."

"Maybe it would help if one of us spoke to her. I'm sure Vanessa would be more than happy to do so."

I didn't have to think about it to know the answer to that one. "I doubt that would help. She seems awfully confident she can protect herself should the need arise."

"Do you think she can?"

How did I explain that without giving away what the two of us had been doing since before I showed up to town?

"I'm not sure, but I'll make sure to find out."

I already knew the answer. Despite Jo and I having a sex-only relationship, one of the things I had quickly learned was that Jo didn't like to be defenseless. She could shoot a gun and had taken self-defense classes for years. I guess that should've been a sign that something happened to her early in her life, but I never asked because a huge part of me knew she wouldn't answer and would potentially stop showing up.

As much as I hated to admit it even to myself, I was addicted to Jo and the sex we had. I looked forward to when she popped up on my porch, demanding orgasms from me, and I always waited impatiently for the next hit.

I was an addict, and Jo was my drug of choice.

I made my way through the glass door and into the back of the building where I found my team sitting around the table. "I'm guessing you heard what I said to Annalee?"

The cool thing about our security office was the fact that those in the back could see and hear what went on in the reception area, but those out there never knew it. To them it just looked like a wall of glass.

"Yup!" Nolen looked up. "So what's the plan?"

That was a good question.