Suzanne Cox - One Man To Protect Them

She didn’t respond because she wasn’t sure if he expected an answer and she really wasn’t sure if she was glad she’d eaten with Luke.

“Do you think he could eat with us again, maybe at our house?”

Jayden glanced in the mirror again. “I don’t know why he’d do that, Elliot.”

“If you invited him, he would.”

“We don’t have a reason to invite Mr. Taylor to eat with us.”

“But you were holding hands.” Ah. Garrett had suddenly decided to get to the point. As much as she’d liked the feel of Luke’s hand on hers, she wished it hadn’t happened. The boys didn’t need to get any weird ideas.

“He was making a point, not holding my hand.”

She turned into their drive and parked the car. Garrett leaned over the front seat. “What does that mean?”

“We were talking, and he wanted to be sure I understood what he was saying so he put his hand on mine. Grown-ups do that occasionally.”

The boy flopped backward and opened the door.

“Looked like hand-holding to me,” she heard him muttering as he jumped to the ground.

LUKE THUMBED THROUGH the money in the envelope and nodded at the man across the desk. They didn’t carry on a conversation because this guy wasn’t sent here to talk. Just to deliver. Generally, Luke wouldn’t have allowed one of the Militia to waltz into his office, but when he was defending one of their own, having them here wasn’t a big deal. People would have thought it odd if the Militia didn’t show up to check on their brothers.

His phone buzzed and he picked it up. A smile shot across his face before he realized it, and he quickly forced a frown. Jayden Miller was waiting in the other room at his secretary’s desk.

“That’s it then,” Luke said. “Tell our friend I appreciate his help and I’m doing all I can.”

“He knows.”

Luke went to the door and the other man followed, leaving without another word.

Jayden sat in one of the wooden chairs watching his visitor until he disappeared down the hall. Luke motioned twice for her to come in before she got up. Her hair was pulled back and she wore faded green scrubs. When she passed he noticed the slight scent of disinfectant. Why his pulse slammed into high gear at the sight of her he had no idea. As one of the few eligible bachelors in town, he’d had numerous women walk through his door wearing fairly provocative attire and smelling like they’d stepped from a scented bath. He wasn’t sure what it said about him that scrubs and the smell of wet dog and disinfectant turned him on.

“Jayden, what can I do for you?”

She’d walked over to the window and stood staring out at what he knew was a lovely view of the county jail’s fenced yard. She didn’t seem bothered by it and didn’t answer immediately. Moving next to her, he tried to see what had caught her attention. Ah, Duke Swayze smoking a cigarette in the yard.

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