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What Shyla was asking may be too much. Learning how to trust and rely on someone else overnight was no easy request. Score trusted Beeks, and must, at least to an extent, trust Fish too.
As she stood there waiting, trying not to give in to her urge to fill the silence, she caught her thumb nail. Rubbing and squeezing the nail with her opposite forefinger and thumb, it wasn’t easy to be discreet. Her anxiety was creeping in again. Nothing he had planned for his family would change how she felt about him. But he could still choose to tell her to leave, to end the relationship that she so wanted to depend on.
“Come here,” he said in a calmer, much more neutral tone.
Going to him, she garnered all of her courage and swallowed hard at the moment of stopping in front of him.
“You vowed t
