Chapter 22
Chapter 18
Carter
I had stopped my truck up the drive and meandered down to Jake’s truck. Watching her fuss
with the truck was comical. When she started swearing, I stepped in. She gripped the damn
screwdriver like a weapon, her heart and her breathing like a doe ready to take flight. Her eyes
were a mix of fear and fury. Easy, sweet thing, I thought, first seeing her hands tighten, before
I could properly assess the situation. She was most definitely not my typical assignment. Once
I had measured the threat of her hands, all I could see were the angry bruises that marred her
pretty face, streaked with oil and grime. It caught me in the chest and my teeth gritted. Her
mass of white–blonde hair piled up in a messy bun with tendrils escaping every which way,
took my breath away. She was a beautiful skittish mess.
Only a few things could have caused the way she reacted to my sudden presence. Usually, a
law officer brought a sense of ease, as long as you were a law abiding citizen. Based on the
state of her face, the strings on my heart pulled twice. She needed protection, not eviction.
When she finally grasped my hand for a shake, the entire world seemed to implode around us.
The only thing I could see was her, as I stared into vivid aqua blue eyes. Holy shit! That, I
wasn’t expecting. She cocked her head and I managed to swallow hard as I forced myself to
release her hand.
“Jake rarely used the truck. You probably need some fresh gas.” I managed to keep my words
steady.
“I don’t really want to go into town, but the power is off, so I need to get that sorted out, and
I need a few things to get by until it’s up and running,” she said, stepping too far away from
me, and holding the hand I had just touched to her chest. I shook my head to attempt the one
clear thought from sounding off in my head.
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“Go pull yourself together. I’ll take you to get what you need and get your power turned on.“.”
She stared at me confused, still holding her hand to her chest, a few moments passed before
she nodded, took a few steps away and headed into the house. What the fuck was I going to do
with this woman? What was I going to tell him? I sighed and began the walk down the drive
to retrieve my truck and bring it up to the house while I also tried to sort out my head. She’d
be a few minutes at least. I pulled out my phone and dialed Amber at the power office.
“Carter?” she asked, surprised I had called her.
“Hey, Amber, I need a favor.”
“What’s that?”



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