Shoulder to Shoulder

Killian froze, surprise rippling across his features.

Sloane's fingertips drifted over his brow, tracing the tension away.

"Tell me, then—do you not like me protecting you?"

His lashes trembled, recalling how his heart had first stirred because she kept shielding him. She treated him as an ordinary man, never the feared, almighty Killian Vancroft.

He responded, "I don't like you wagering your life