Barely.
I looked down at her.
The woman I loved. Now that I’ve finally admitted my feelings no one was getting near her.
The woman who should never have had to deal with any of this.
The woman who trusted me to protect her.
The anger burned hotter.
Not cooler.
Hotter.
Because now it was personal.
The sheriff cleared his throat.
"They have restraining orders."
I stared at him.
Nobody else spoke.
Finally, Wolf did.
"What happens if they ignore them?"
The sheriff's silence answered everything.
My jaw tightened.
Across the diner, Mrs. Jenkins stood.
Eighty-two years old.
Five feet tall.
And absolutely furious.
"If that fool comes near our girl again..."
The entire diner nodded.
Every single person.
Because Sadie wasn't facing Gerald alone anymore.
Not even close.
She had Eagle River.
She had the Rangers.
And most importantly...
She had me.
