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Then she glanced toward the pasture.
"You really sat out here all night?"
"Yep."
"Why?"
I looked at her.
Because somebody should have protected you years ago.
The words stayed in my head.
Instead I shrugged.
"Couldn't sleep."
She wasn't buying it.
Not even a little.
Unfortunately.
Sadie was smarter than people gave her credit for.
"You were watching the ranch."
"No."
"You were."
"Nope."
"You absolutely were."
I pointed my coffee mug at her.
"You're annoying."
She grinned.
"You're protective."
I didn't answer.
That was answer enough.
Her smile slowly faded.
Something softer is replacing it.
Something that made me uncomfortable.
Because I knew that look.
And I knew exactly who it was directed at.
Me.
