Charlotte Douglas - Spring In The Valley

“So why am I here?” Brynn had already established her penchant for bluntness. She might as well exploit it.

Rand’s smile faded, and his expression turned serious, drawing her attention to the accentuated planes of his high cheekbones. With the rugged attractiveness and deep tan of an athlete, he lacked the softness she expected from a man who spent his life in conference rooms and courthouses. Flames from the massive fireplace reflected in the deep brown of his eyes.

“As I explained before,” Rand said, “I wanted to thank you.”

She shook her head. “You already have.”

He set his drink on a table behind the sofa and leaned toward her, his strong hands clasped between his knees. “Not enough. I could never thank you enough. I was out of my head with worry the night you pulled me over. If you hadn’t stopped me, I might have killed Jared, myself and God knows who else.”

The sincerity in his rich voice and the intensity of his gratitude threatened to crack the shell she’d thrown around her emotions. “Just doing my job. Protect and serve.”

His gaze turned curious. “Why did you choose police work?”

“My dad’s a cop, so it runs in the family. And I like people.”

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