fourteen
Cat Thief’s Home
Monday
4:00 p.m.
Emma glanced around the neighborhood of well-kept homes with carefully shoveled walks and driveways, “Why is it I’m here again?” she asked, as Killian parked the car in front of a charming cape style home.
“Because you’re the cat whisperer,” he teased. “Besides, Dylan claims the ‘law’ has had no success getting Allen to change his ways and we’re hoping...”
“I would have more luck.”
“Exactly.”
“And he’s not dangerous?”
“No, Doc.”
Emma couldn’t help it, but the husky tenor of his voice had her stopping and glancing up at him.
“But if he was,” Killian continued. “I’d protect you with my life.”
His words had simultaneous thoughts running through her head.
Who’s going to protect me from you?
and
He’s thinking about the person he couldn’t
