I walk out of El Tentacion the next day with my purse on my shoulder Levi in front of me and Wyatt behind. I haven’t been able to stop my fingers from rubbing over the new charm since he gave it to me. Looking again at the slick gold I smile bright. I love it. It’s funny like our own inside joke.
My head is down admiring leaving me unprepared to bump into Levi, Wyatt grabs me almost simultaneously. My face presses into Levi’s back giving me no room to see what’s happening but Wyatt has my arm in a firm but loose grip while both men’s bodies are standing tense.
“Mrs. Crawford. I’d like a minute.” The voice is deep and tugs at a memory but without looking I can’t place it.
Levi speaks with a lot of authority showing no room for argument when he says, “Mr. Maverick please back up.” Mr. Ma
