Eva Nightingale's head was still buried in his embrace, she heard the "bang bang" of gunshots, but saw nothing.
Lucas Knight held her tightly with his left hand, covering her with his large palm, not letting her see such a bloody scene.
"Darling, don't be afraid..."
"I'm here..."
"Be good, with me here, I won't let anyone hurt you!"
For some reason, his words felt as heavy as a hammer, warming her to the point of dizziness and making tears flow uncontrollably.
Ignoring the pain in her hand, she clung to him and cried weakly in his arms!
She had considered many possibilities, perhaps he would come and question her, say she was involved with another man, but she never imagined this man would trust her so much, protecting her.
"Is your hand hurting a lot?"
"I'll take you to get it bandaged!"
When comforting her, his tone was gentle, with not a shred of hostility, only endless affection and love.
