Jimmy's POV
The shock hit me like a punch to the gut.
Her fingertips traced my face with the softest touch. "Don't you love having me protect you now?" she whispered.
My eyelashes fluttered. The way she kept jumping in to defend me, always seeing me as just a man instead of the feared Mr. Hamilton—that's what made me fall hard for her.
Still, I had to say it: "I can't stand the thought of you putting yourself in danger for me. All I want is for you to stay safe."
"And the reason I need to keep you safe is because I want you protected too," Evelin replied. "Jimmy, I'm not some delicate flower—you know exactly what kind of love I'm after. The kind where we'd die for each other, where we stick together no matter what, and when trouble comes knocking, we don't think twice about having each other's backs."
I stared at her, completely mesmerized, my heart swelling and aching at the same time.
