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“Jesus Christ.” He ran after her, overtaking her with his longer strides.
Gripping her forearm, he dragged her to a stop and posted himself in front of her.
She tore her arm from his grasp. “What are you doing?”
He had to duck his head to stare down at her.
She craned her neck to stare right back.
Christ. The woman had a worse attitude than a SEAL in training.
“I am checking out your house to make sure nobody is hiding inside, ready to attack you. Give me the key.”
Even in the darkness, he knew she was rolling her eyes from the flash of white he saw. Then she slapped a key in his hand.
He closed his fingers on the thick, squishy object. “What the hell?” He glanced down at the rubbery keychain he couldn’t read in the dark and shoved the key into the lock.
“One lock,” he grated out.
“Now who’s talking to himself, hmm?”
“Stick close to me.” He pushed the door open, located the light switch and began a search.
Livia did not obey his command. She set down her purse on a small blue painted side table and kicked off her boots with a soft moan of relief.
His good buddy Colton was going to get a piece of his mind the minute he got a chance to call.
“At least shut the door behind you,” he called over his shoulder as he made a sweep of the small house.
When he had all the lights blazing and each corner thoroughly checked—twice—he returned to the entryway, where his charge was standing with her hands on her hips and a glare on her face.
“Told ya nobody’s out to get me. You can go now.”
“Not a chance.”
They stared at each other for a determined heartbeat.
Carver had sized up a lot of men in his time. Few even came close to the attitude he detected in this woman.
She whipped out her phone.
“What are you doing?”
“Calling Colton.”
“For what?”
“To tell him to come get you. I don’t need your protection.”
He took a step closer to her, waiting for her to back down from his silent challenge that brought hard men to their knees.
She only narrowed her eyes at him. “What do you and Colton expect to happen to me? That guy wasn’t after me. It was Ivy he wanted.” She paled slightly at her own words, which made her freckles stand out more in the golden light from overhead.
“He’s a criminal. He kidnapped your friend—what makes you think you aren’t next?”
This time he did see her eyes roll, right before she stepped around him and walked away.
She kept on walking to what he knew was her bedroom and slammed the door.
