He took her home, not sure what she needed tonight. He’d go if she said to do that; he’d stay if she wanted that. It was up to her, and he’d do anything she asked of him.
She blinked, her expression clearing. “We’re at my place.”
“Yeah.” She started a bit at the gruffness in his voice. “You want to be alone?”
Naomi smiled at the look on his gorgeous face. God, this man was so damn hard and scary, but when he looked at her like this – like all he cared about was her next breath – she didn’t see any of that. She just saw safety and warmth.
“No,” she said. “I want to be with you. You’ll stay?”
“In a heartbeat.”
“Good.”
Upstairs, he removed her coat, watched her go and sit on the sofa. She looked exhausted suddenly, and when he took her in his arms, she leaned on him heavily. He stroked
