Page 60 of Her Unflinching Warrior (Omega Sky)
“Ha, ha. Very funny. Kick a woman while she’s down.”
An image of the boot print flashed in front of his eyes and Gideon gritted his teeth.
Keep your shit together!
Gideon put his arm around her waist and felt like he’d won the lottery when she relaxed into his side.
Please say I haven’t totally fucked things up for eternity.
Gideon opened the door to a large guestroom that was painted a soft gray, with yellow curtains and bedding.
“This looks like a hotel room. A fancy hotel room, not the one I was staying in while I was in Tillamook,” Jada clarified. “It’s lovely.”
“Glad you like it. Lie down or use the bathroom, and I’ll be right back with your suitcase.”
“Okay.”
Gideon left her sitting on the side of the bed. She looked so small and beaten down, and he knew he was partly to blame. He felt like shit.
He jogged out to his Range Rover and pulled out the luggage and brought it in. The first thing he noticed after he closed and locked the front door, was that Lucy wasn’t in her huge doggie bed.
He went to the kitchen and got Jada another glass of club soda and more cantaloupe since she’d eaten all the slices on the plate; it looked to be a hit with her. Then he juggled that and her suitcase to her room. Lucy looked up at him expectantly as soon as he entered. Jada was already under the duvet. Gideon could still see that she was wearing her blouse, and he would guess she was still wearing her jeans because all he saw lying on the floor were her ankle boots. He remembered that she used to like to sleep in just a sleep shirt or nothing at all.
Goddamn those assholes!
“Are you guarding our guest?” Gideon asked his dog.
Lucy gave a soft woof in the affirmative that didn’t disturb Jada in the slightest.
“Good girl.”
Gideon set the drink and plate of fruit on the nightstand, and the suitcase on the chair near the foot of the bed. Unable to help himself, he placed a light kiss on her forehead.
“Sleep well, Angel.”
