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Hallie raised a brow in question.

“Come.” Cooper gestured and led her outside the door with one hand on her upper arm. “There are the other men, Hallie. Once they know you’re alone at night... ”

She saw the picture. Remembering the way they’d ogled her at the trading post with lecherous eyes, she didn’t need any more convincing. “I’ll take a few things and stay with Chumani.” The warmth of his hand burned through her sleeve. “Thank you,” she said. “You always think of my safety.”

His eyes dropped to her mouth, and she caught her breath at the heat she read in their depths. His other hand raised her face to his.

Hallie’s heart set up a flutter. “What—?”

“You could talk a man blind, Hallie.”

Her eyes widened and his face lowered.

“I don’t think—”

“I don’t care if you think or not. Just don’t talk....”