Nick stared down at her as a strange feeling rose in his chest. He realized that it was genuine concern, real worry for her. OK, yes, she was smart as hell – far smarter than he was, no doubt about that – and her work proved that she was no amateur. Mia wasn’t some naïve tourist wandering around foreign countries and bad neighbourhoods looking for ‘real’ experiences or some kind of thrill.
She was serious and committed and tough. But he was struggling with the knowledge that she was out there most days, trying to shine a spotlight on things that were sunk deep in shadow and which were happier staying in the dark. She was in danger, he knew.
He ran his fingers through her hair. “I worry.”
Her breath caught in her chest as she looked at his gorgeous face. “Nick…”
“No. I worry. You just
