““Babe, what the fuck?” I looked into Shayla’s eyes. “You automatically go into attack mode for me? Why?” “I don’t know any other way to be. Not about you. I can’t help it.” My chest expanded with a breath. Fuck me … I bent down to get closer to her, rasping, “ Why? ” “I can’t help it,” she repeated on a whisper. “I can’t, Sean. I’ll protect you first, ask questions later always. I’ll take on anyone, I don’t care.” “ Fuck ,” I growled, cupping her face and getting even closer, needing closer. “Shayla…””
