“I quit. I’m sorry, you’ll have to find someone else.”
Sheriff Daniels took the large Stetson off and smacked it against his leg. “What the hell is happening to this town? I’m too old for this shit. I think I need to quit too.” He continued to mumble to himself as he turned and walked back the way he’d come.
Yasmine stared up at Dean and couldn’t believe he’d just done that.
“Did you by any chance have something to do with…”
Dean placed his finger on her lips. “Don’t finish that question. You don’t want to know the answer.
As quick as she could blink, he pulled her in and kissed her as if no one could see them. The world faded into the background as all the emotions and feelings she’d been suppressing rushed to the surface.
Breaking the kiss, Dean pulled her inside the church and locked the door. She might burn in hell for her choice, but at least she would go to hell happy.