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She was his to protect.
Mine.
He’d known she was his for a long time. That’s why he watched her. Not because he was a psycho creep, although plenty of people would call him that.
But because he had to see her . . . to check on her . . . to know that she was breathing. He couldn’t rest without seeing that.
And so he’d watched her every night he couldn’t be beside her in that bed.
When they’d slept together, he’d kept his hand on her chest, feeling her heart beat. Knowing that she was his.
And you let her get taken.
He was never going to forgive himself. And he was never going to let her out of his sight. Maggie could complain all she liked about how he was suffocating her . . . about how she had rights . . . how she was independent.
Blah. Blah. Blah.
He didn’t give a shit about any of that. There wasn’t much Jack got possessive of. His childhood had taught him that possessions meant nothing. It was people who were important.
But he couldn’t care about just anyone. He didn’t have it in him. The only people he’d ever possessed were his mother, Ian, Jameson, and, to a lesser extent, Ian’s brothers.
And now her.
But Maggie topped them all. Because she needed him. She was delicate and precious. Infinitely vulnerable.
She needed him to stand between her and the world in a way the others didn’t.
So that’s what he’d do.
He’d been holding back. No more. The real Jack was coming out to play, and though he understood that might be scary for her.
But nothing was more terrifying than not knowing where she was or if she was safe.
Nothing.
Climbing onto her bed, he brought her pillow up to his nose. It still smelled like her.
Strawberries and vanilla.
He would find her. He had to.
He grabbedthe hand reaching for him, flipping the person over onto the other side of the bed, then straddling their hips.
“What the fuck, Jack! Get off me, you asshole.”
Ian.
He’d known it was him as soon as he woke up. But still . . . the other man needed a lesson.
“Don’t touch me.”
Ian’s eyes widened. “Fuck, Jack. How bad are you?”
“She’s gone. How bad do you think I am?” he snarled back.
Ian let out a sigh. “Fuck. All right, get off me. I need you to come look at something. They’ve made a move.”
“Who? The people that took her? Did they ask for a ransom? What is it?”
