No good!
She'd been caught!
Violet struggled desperately.
"It's me," a low, magnetic voice whispered in her ear.
Violet stilled, her heart slowly calming from its frantic pace. She lifted her gaze to the man. Her eyes burned from the pepper spray, and as she forced them open, tears spilled out reflexively.
One after another, streaming down her cheeks, falling onto the man's hand, seeping into his heart, scorching his soul.
"Don't cry," Wesley murmured, gently wiping away her scalding tears with his thumb.
"Huh? I'm not crying," Violet said, startled.
Her reply made Wesley ache with unbearable tenderness. Even now, she was still putting on a brave front for him.
"I'm sorry I came too late."
Without another word, Wesley gently pulled her into his arms.
Jade Cooper ground her teeth
