Sylvie stood there confused. The noise around her, raised voices, hurried footsteps, the sudden sharp tension in the air felt distant.
Ryan moved without hesitation. One moment he was behind her, a silent shadow, and the next he was right in front of her, with his fingers closing gently but securely around her wrists.
Her gaze dropped instinctively to where he held her. His grip wasn’t tight enough to hurt, but it wasn’t loose either. It was the kind of hold that said stay with me. Slowly, she lifted her eyes to his face.
He wasn’t looking at her.
His attention had already shifted. His eyes were scanning the perimeter.The calm man she’d known had vanished in an instant, replaced by someone who looked like he had stepped into his true element.
Her heart skipped.
Before she could even
