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“Why didn’t you tell me you were being stalked?” Max asked.
Оглавление“Because I didn’t know for sure,” Tara said. “I didn’t really believe it, until I saw…my dog.”
Max stared at her intently for a long moment, then leaned his hips back against her kitchen counter and crossed his arms over his chest. “You have fifteen minutes to pack.”
“What?” She stared back at him.
“Tara, I’m not leaving you here alone with some stalker on the loose. I’ll find a safe haven.”
Admittedly, the idea held some appeal. She’d be closer to the hospital, able to keep an eye on Max’s sister. And if she stubbornly insisted on staying in her house, she doubted she’d get any sleep. She’d lie awake, frighteningly aware of every sound.
But going with Max would be a risk, too. She was already feeling too close to him. Too grateful for his protection.
