“What?” Autumn turned to him, curiosity piqued. The sunlight fell softly on her face, highlighting her golden-brown curls, the merry-go-round spinning behind her. She looked perfect. Too perfect. Caleb’s hand instinctively lifted, brushing a stray curl from her cheek.
“Were you saying something?” she asked, tilting her head, eyes bright and trusting.
“I—actually, I am…” Caleb began, but before he could finish, a sharp interruption came from behind. A sheriff appeared, gun raised and aimed squarely at Autumn’s back.
“Mam, you’re under arrest,” he barked
Autumn froze, panic flaring. Caleb moved in an instant. With a swift motion, he slapped the gun from the sheriff’s hand, hauling Autumn behind him as he swung a punch that landed squarely on the man’s jaw. A low, feral growl vibrated fro
