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“Y-yes, Sir.”
“Good girl.Keep talking to me.”
“Is G-Gabriel one of your, uh, brothers?”Is that what they call each other?
“He sure is, honey.He’s a super good guy.I promise.”
“O-okay.”She sniffled again as she hugged herself.She was still wearing her apron.She hadn’t even stopped to grab her purse before she’d run out of the diner.
“I can hear the motorcycle engine through the phone, honey.He’s almost there.”
Eden realized he was right.She was glad he was still talking to her.The approaching motorcycle might have scared her otherwise.Sure enough, it was coming into view from her left.
“H-he’s here,” she muttered as the motorcycle pulled to a stop.
“Okay, honey.Let Gabriel help you.”
The man who parked alongside her kicked out the stand, rose from the bike, and pulled his helmet off in seconds.He rushed over to her.“Eden?”
She wanted to stop crying, but she couldn’t.More tears fell.She was trembling so badly she almost dropped her phone.
The tall man gently took the cell from her and spoke into it.“I’ve got her, Atlas.”He ended the call and pocketed the phone before squatting in front of her.“You’re safe, Eden.Can you tell me what happened?”
Suddenly, she felt stupid.Maybe she’d overreacted.She started crying harder now.“I-I d-didn’t know w-what to d-do.I’m sorry.”She swiped at the tears, trying to banish them, but more kept coming.
“You did the right thing, Little one.You called for help.”
“I’m s-sorry to be a b-bother.”
“No reason to be sorry.”He rose to his full height, turned around, and opened the saddlebag on his bike.A moment later, he held out a cute, fluffy, brown teddy bear.“How about you hold this little fellow for me?I bet he’ll make you feel better.”
She took him and pulled him against her chest.He was adorable.“W-whose b-bear is this?”
“Yours, Little one.I bet he’s super happy to finally get out of my bag and into the hands of a Little girl.”
“I’m n-not l-little.I’m twenty-six, Sir.”She suspected that when he called her little he wasn’t referring to size or age.After all, she was aware that Carlee’s relationship with Atlas was a special kind of arrangement in which she called Atlas her Daddy, and he took care of her like a Little girl.
