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down to his bare feet, and his muscles flexed as he relaxed his stance. He was probably six feet tall, but with the aura of menace radiating from him, he appeared larger than life.
    She followed his movement as he made his way to her car and turned the engine off. Her two-seater didn’t have much space, so she’d stowed her overnight bag on the passenger side floor. Callum tugged it free and made his way back up the walk.
    â€œDid you get a look at them?” Now that the threat was gone, her shakes were coming back, and it showed in the way her voice quaked.
    â€œNo.” He took her gun then handed her the bag. “Is this the first time they’ve gotten this close?”
    Cal watched the expressions cross Molly’s face at his question. He saw her desire to lie, a brief panic that lying wouldn’t work, then the acceptance of the truth. “Yes. This is the first time they’ve ever really scared me.”
    He could hear the shock in her voice, which was weak and thready. She followed him into the pub and he locked the door behind them.
    â€œHow did you know I was in trouble?”
    Before answering her question, he let the dog out of the office, and the three of them made their way through the pub. “I heard the squealing tires.”
    She let out little huff of surprise. “What?”
    â€œCome on, Molly. Upstairs. We can talk about this after we call Chris.”
    That drew her up short. “Like hell. I’m not dragging him into this. Whatever the fuck this is.”
    Well, he could deal with her anger, he was glad to see her panic give way to something less destructive. “He’s already involved. Noah and Chris knew something was up a few weeks back.”
    â€œOh. My. God. That’s why you’re here.” The statement came out breathy and stunned, barely above a whisper. Panic was beginning to bleed back into her voice.
    â€œGet your ass upstairs. Now.”
    The dog gave a bark and bounded ahead of them.
    She threw him a mutinous glare but followed his orders, and this time he watched her ass as she climbed the stairs. She was still in the pajamas from earlier, which weren’t exactly the sexiest thing she could be wearing, but his dick still tented his boxers. Only this time he didn’t have a bag to hide behind.
    He couldn’t understand how a woman he’d known for all of two hours had managed to get under his skin already. When he’d heard her car tear into the lot below the apartment, he’d felt the kind of all-consuming fear that tore at his control. Then, when she’d come out of the pub with a gun drawn like a pro, his control had slipped a bit more, just in a different way.
    Now she stood in the apartment with hands on her hips, about to give him the what-for, and it made him smile. Stowing the guns in a drawer in the kitchen after thumbing the safety on the Ruger in place, he turned to face her. She had advanced on him and was about to stick a finger in his chest.
    Snatching her hand, he pulled it away from his body and went nose to nose with her. “Don’t bite my head off. Noah wanted backup, and you were too stubborn to go to anyone in the first place. So, you’re stuck with me until this gets resolved.”
    Her breath shuddered and she leaned into his larger frame. There was nothing he could do. Except kiss her.

Chapter Four
    Callum Eversman kissed like a man on fire. His lips seared a path to every erogenous zone on her body, particularly straight to her panties. He cradled her face gently, reverently, as he nipped at her bottom lip, drawing her taste within his mouth.
    She was gripping his forearms when he suddenly pulled away. Taking in her dazed expression, he let his gaze fall to her lips before dropping his hands from her face.
    For a brief moment, Molly thought that was the end of their scorching interlude. It certainly wasn’t enough to satisfy her needs, but she wasn’t going to throw