Chapter Seven
Reed
After everything John and I laid on Kennedy last night, she was mentally exhausted. John had gone out to grab some food while I stayed at the house with her. Afterward, I’d helped her into her bedroom where she slept through the night. I took the guest bedroom across the hall from her while John took the one further down. When I offered to help John on the case, I didn’t realize I was going to be Kennedy’s bodyguard, but something about it felt right. Kennedy didn’t strike me as the type to need help, especially after escaping her attacker. John had told me some of the details of her ordeal and I have to admit, I’m impressed with her savvy and stamina. There was a feeling inside me that told me I was in the right place, and helping Kennedy was what I was meant to do ri
