Candice pointed to herself in shock. “...You want me to go?”
A defenseless woman like her? He really wanted her to face some terrifying unknown creature?
Was he serious?
“Miss Hale, I’m scared.”
That deep voice came with warm breath brushing against her cheek. His large hand on her shoulder tightened, as if gripped by fear.
He was tall. And “helpless.”
Candice: “...I’m scared too!”
She shook off his hand and turned to flee.
“Don’t run.”
Charlie pulled her back and wrapped her tightly in his arms like she might bolt any second. His broad chest made her look even more petite, and his thin lips once again leaned close to her ear. “If you run off, what am I supposed to do? I’m counting on you to protect me.”
Candice’s ears flushed red.
She was on the verge of tears.
Could someone p
