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“Apparently some people call me the big bad wolf,� he whispers. “But I kind of like it.� I’m inside the cabin, the door’s shut, and my lumberjack is gone before the words truly register. “Oh my God!� I yelp, slapping myself in the forehead.
I reach for the handle, but then stop, the one unanswered question still ringing in my ears. “You said that you hired me? Why?� He stares out the windshield for the longest time. When he finally turns, it’s to settle a dark, heated gaze on me. “Because it looked like you really needed this.� “I did. I do.� I clear my voice to get the shake out of it. Lord, he can be intimidating at the snap of a finger. “Well then, I wanted to give it to you.�
