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I shook my head, the magical moment between us dissolving around me as reality took hold. “I can’t.” I pressed against his stomach until he stepped back reluctantly. “I didn’t get that option five years ago and it doesn’t just get to magically become an option now.”

“I can support you.” He tried again, “I have money. More than enough for us to get that fresh start we dreamed of, baby.” I ached to give into his lofty words. “We can have everything we want together. We can set Maddie up too; I know she’s important to you, she’s important to me too. Just give me a chance to do what’s right.”

I shook my head and opened my car door again and cringed in pain. “I have to go and get some sleep, or I’ll be dangerous for my patients tomorrow.”

“What time is your shift?” He asked.

“Seven to three.”

“Jesus fuck, D, that’s four hours away.”

“Hence why I need to get home, Fox.”

“Let me drive you, please. We’ll take your car and I’ll walk back; I don’t care.”

“No.” I said and slid in the front seat. “I have to go, but thanks for offering.”

“I’m not letting you go this time.” He said loudly and I shut my door, pretending that I didn’t hear him. “I’m fighting for us.” He yelled.

I backed out of my spot and drove home, trying to tell myself the single motorcycle headlight following me out of the parking lot should be alarming.

But all I felt was comfort.

Like a strong set of arms wrapping around me from behind and cradling me against his strong body all night long.

Something I dreamed of for half a decade.

Maybe there was hope of having it again after all.

When I pulled into my driveway he parked across the street and watched me go inside as he lit a cigarette and leaned over his tank.

He was going to sit there until I went to work in a few hours, I just knew it.

Because deep down I knew that was who Fox was.

A protector.

A champion.

Mine.

Chapter 14 – Delilah

Past

“Wherehaveyoubeen?”I whispered angrily into the dimly lit room when Fox slipped into bed next to me. It was four am and Blaine’s funeral was only a few hours away.

He had left to go to the club yesterday afternoon and I had gotten only radio silence until now.

“I was trying to make good on my promise to find Blaine’s killer.” He said, turning me to my side to face him and then wrapped his arms and legs around me. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly like he was breathing freely for the first time in hours.

The argument I’d been ready to have with him about abandoning me in my time of need faded away as I saw his needs instead.

He needed this.

He needed me.

And I wasn’t going to deny him of that when he’d been by my side for the last week.

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