Paul didn't want Sammy and Kerry investigating alone by the mine. He was interfering with her job and her passion, and she sure as hell wouldn't stand for it. Not even from him. Especially from him. He knew how much Phantoms meant to her, knew why she sought the truth to the hereafter questions.
He looked her dead in the eye, and in that dark as coffee gaze, she found a fierceness she'd never seen before. It made her hot. And not in an angry way.
"If something happens out there, you're too far from base for us to get to you in a timely manner." The alpha in him was back. Damn if that wasn't hot, too.
She squared her shoulders. "Like what, Paul? A coyote?"
"For starters, yes."
The muscles in his forearms flexed when he shoved his hands in his pockets and turned fully to face her. His
