“Hey, it’s okay,” he said, stroking her hair while her tears stained his white shirt right over his heart. Her arms came around him, and she held onto him tight, like she might not be able to hold herself up without his assistance.
He caught the eye of the man behind them, and the other guy looked ashamed and uncomfortable. Dwayne wasn’t sure why Felicity had acted the way she had and then broken down. It didn’t really matter. She stood in his arms, and she belonged there.
He inched her forward when the line moved. “You know, for a minute there, I thought you were defending me.”
She sniffed and pulled away enough to look up into his face. “You?”
He hadn’t planned on detailing his injuries while in line for brisket, but he figured now was as good a time as any. “Yeah, my arm and hand sh
