Kira Sinclair - Handle Me

“What happened to the poor thing?”

Van’s stomach rolled. For the first time she realized that this was a question she’d have to answer over and over again.

And that each time she did would be a reminder of Ryan.

She had no idea what to say. But luckily, Ty did.

“Kaia is a retired military working dog. She was injured in the line of duty.”

“Oh, the poor thing,” Nadine gushed, again reaching out to touch her.

“She’s been trained as an attack dog.”

Van had to admit a small part of her was gleeful at the way Nadine snatched her hand back, cradling it against her chest like Kaia had snapped at her. Kaia simply sat, patiently watching the flighty woman.

With a wide-eyed glance, Nadine’s gaze darted around the park full of people, taking in the mothers, fathers, grandparents and kids running, yelling and laughing.

“Is it safe to have her here?”

“Absolutely. She won’t attack unless ordered to.”

Nadine’s wary gaze returned to Kaia. “Gosh, she looks so sweet.”

“She is. One of the sweetest dogs you’ll ever meet.”

Nadine flashed another smile, this one a bit sickly, and then made her excuses to leave. Van watched her flit from group to group, no doubt relaying the message that Kaia was a killing machine everyone should protect their children from.

“Dammit,” Van whispered under her breath.

“Not like you could keep her history a secret, Van. At least this way she’ll spread the information for you so that you don’t have to answer questions every time you and Kaia step out of the house.”

Van looked over at Ty. He simply stared at her, understanding filling his gaze.

“Thanks.”

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