Page 81 of When He Fights
Kane whirled toward her.His eyes widened.“Ana, shit!”He slapped the gun down on an end table and bounded to her side.No, he bounded in front of her, making his body into a wall that he positioned between her and the new arrival.“You aren’t dressed!”
“Very true,” Ana agreed.She should dress.“But at least I have a sheet wrapped around me.Until five seconds ago, when I tossed those jeans to you, you were the one answering the door in the raw.”
The man who’d entered their suite said, “Oh, jeez.Thanks for saving me from that fate, Ana.A million deep, heart-felt thanks.”
Kane grabbed the shirt on the floor—his shirt.The one he’d stripped off previously, and he tugged it over her head.Over her head and over the sheet that she wore.
What.Was.He.Doing?
His shirt swallowed her.And her sheet.
“Covered.”Kane nodded.He folded his arms over his chest.“How the hell does Tyler know you?”
Tyler.Tyler Barrett.Because as soon as she’d seen his face and those steely blue eyes, she’d known their visitor’s identity.
“Fuck me,” Kane breathed.Then he whirled to confront Tyler.“It wasyou.”
Tyler held up his hands.“I feel like there is some animosity in the room.Shall we take things down a notch or two?”
Kane’s hands fell to his sides as he stalked toward Tyler.“Youtook Ana away!”
“Well, if you mean…I was the US Marshal who escorted her to safety and gave her a new ID.Then, yes, guilty as charged.”Tyler dropped his hands.His gaze raked the room.The floor.He stalked around a glowering Kane and bent to scoop up—wait, what was he scooping up?
Horror rolled through her.Ana felt her cheeks burn.
“I gave her a new identity,” Tyler disclosed, “but how was I to know that you were fucking her?”Panties dangled from his fingertips.Torn panties.
Her panties.
The silence in the suite cut like a knife.
“I wasn’t fucking herthen,” Kane growled.
Ana stalked to Tyler.She snatched her panties.“We are fuckingnow,” she clarified with as much dignity as she could muster.Not a lot considering she was wearing a sheet, Kane’s shirt, and holding her ripped panties.“You know what?”She pasted a bright smile on her face.“I’m going to shower and get dressed.Maybe one of you could order lunch?I’m starving.And we’ll just have our big talk over the meal.”Because if Tyler was there, a big talk had to be imminent.
In fact, the US Marshal’s presence could only mean one thing.
Gray wants me to leave town.He wants to move me again.He wants to give me a new identity.And if that was the case…
This might be the last day that I see Kane.
She left the room with her shoulders squared, her chin up, the sheet dragging behind her, and her panties fisted in her hand.
The bedroom door clicked closed.Kane exhaled on a low, hard breath.He also forced his hands to unclench as he confronted his friend.“You embarrassed Ana.”A pause.“I should kick the shit out of you for that.”
Tyler arched one eyebrow, not appearing even mildly concerned by the threat of an attack.“You can try.But I’m pretty sure I can take you.”
Kane shook his head.“You can’t.”
“Are you certain about that?You’re a little bigger, granted, but I fight dirtier.”
“Don’t count on it.”Every instinct he possessed told him to chase after Ana.To throw open that bedroom door and?—
Tell her that I love her.Tell her that I will always fight for her.Don’t care how dirty I have to fight, I will always protect her.
“Where did the rose petals come from, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Gray is a dick.”
