Page 59 of Her Honorable Hero

“Hey, hey, hey. I really wasn’t trying to play hardball. But Miranda comes first. As long as she’s cool, I’m cool. No matter what, her health and well-being are my number one priority. I have never doubted that you have her back.”

Griff blew out a long breath. “Sorry, I overreacted. Long night.”

“Look, this guy is a tool. He doesn’t have a chance against you and yours. Okay?” Ellen assured him.

Griff rubbed the back of his neck. “That’s my take, too. But I don’t want to take any chances.”

“You’ve got this.”

“Thanks.” He disconnected.

* * *

Miranda lookedover at her husband. God, she’d married a good one. He glanced over at her, took one of his hands off the steering wheel, then grabbed her hand.

“Thank you.”

He didn’t pretend to not know what she was talking about. He brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it. “You’re welcome. Thank you for finally trusting me. I know it was hard.”

Miranda snorted, then sighed. Anybody else she’d tell them to get their ass to counselling. Luckily they’d handled the shit last night, got past it, and now she’d just have to deal with an over protective SEAL of a husband until Daddy Dearest was gone for good.

“So you remember the deal, right?”

“Yes, Sir. You’re in charge. First you dropped off Livvie, now you’re dropping me off. Then after you’re done with the tadpoles, you’ll pick Livvie up, feed her dinner, drop her off at Kenna and Dex’s and come pick me up.”

“Damn right. You don’t leave the building without me. If there’s a problem, I will send one of the team to get you. Got it?”

After all the bullshit she’d put him through, there wasn’t a chance in hell she was going to tell him it was overkill. She wasn’t. He was coming late into this game, it was his right to protect her, he needed this, even if he was going way over the top.

Keep your mouth shut Miranda.

“Griff, both you and Ellen agree that he’s a gnat on a dog’s ass.”

“Miranda, he knew that the flowers made you allergic and that you got a migraine. He’s got eyes and ears in your building. This is serious shit. We’re taking this seriously. Got it?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Dammit, we discussed that too. I’m not an officer,” he said as he pulled up to the front of the building. “Don’t call me Sir.” Then he relented and waggled his eyebrows. “Unless we’re in the bedroom.”

She burst out laughing.

She loved this man.