work today, I was just planning to bring you flowers. Figured we could go from there. Then I found the warden. Now I’ve gotta think of a way to do things right and make sure you’re not unnecessarily endangered at the same time.”
Unnecessarily endangered . As if doing things like going to work or leaving her house weren’t necessary.
Sasha took one look at Henry’s uber-serious expression and bit back a flippant reply. After all, he’d just been the first to discover a murder scene – one where the victim was someone he knew. To say that he’d had a shitty day would’ve been one hell of an understatement.
Besides, when she thought of him out hunting down Randy Levinson, she broke out in a cold sweat. Did he really feel the same way about her?
The thought made her feel like her Shun had slipped right into her heart, opening her up as easily as it’d opened his skin. She lifted the towel, and even the sight of a drop of his blood made her feel a little faint.
She normally wasn’t such a wimp.
“Let me get you a bandage.” She hurried into the bathroom where she could take an especially deep, calming breath without him noticing.
She caught sight of herself in the mirror and decided to do something about the fear she saw reflected in her own eyes.
When she emerged, she moved toward him with purpose, a spring in her step. “I’ve decided something.”
He let her rinse his thumb beneath the kitchen faucet, then pat it dry before applying a Band-Aid. “What?”
“I’m worried about you,” she said frankly. “The thought of someone targeting officers from the prison creeps me out. I hate the thought of you staying alone tonight – if something happened, who would know? I’d feel better if you stayed here.”
Henry looked at her like he’d never seen her before. “You want to spend the night with me?”
She placed her hands on her hips, facing him squarely. “I’m insisting. Besides, I was planning to talk you into it anyway. I’ve been dying to get you back in bed again.”
His mouth dropped open a little. For a moment, he didn’t say anything. Then he looked down at his hand.
“Hello Kitty was all I had,” she said, nodding toward the pink Band-Aid wrapped around his thumb. “Don’t worry – it looks good on you.”
CHAPTER 6
Henry couldn’t believe it’d been so easy to get Sasha to spend the night with him. He’d expected her to refuse his offer of protection, to stubbornly insist on staying alone in her first story apartment with her chef knife and frying pan at the ready. But once again, she’d had her own ideas.
Of course, she seemed to think she was protecting him somehow, which was laughable. In reality, she was sprawled on his couch petting Wolf, who was reveling in the attention.
Henry had talked her into coming back to his place instead of them both staying at hers. Wolf had been alone all day and Henry had needed to come home and make sure he had food and water. When he’d told Sasha that, she’d announced that she’d be coming with him.
They’d eaten dinner together at her apartment and afterward she’d packed an overnight bag, then they’d left for his place. Jeremy had arrived soon after they had, and Henry had spent a good half an hour answering a second round of questions about his discovery of the crime scene. Now it was late and he and Sasha were alone together again.
For a few seconds, Henry just watched her from the kitchen, waiting to see what she’d do next. Every time he made a plan, she derailed it with one of her own. So far, all of her ideas seemed better than his, so he couldn’t really complain, but…
What was he supposed to do now?
Keep her safe, sure. He was wary of any sign of danger, senses heightened, awareness sharpened. There was no getting what he’d seen earlier that day out of his head, and the memory served as an ever-present reminder of why he couldn’t let his guard down. Still, as long as she was there, there was