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She placed her hand on her sto

“She looks after your sons while you work?”

“She doesn’t drink while she’s taking care of them,” she snapped back defensively There was no way she’d let anyone accuse her of not taking care of her boys “She only goes out on the nights when I have the next day off And Mrs Peterson coularly Unfortunately, she can’t take care of them on her own”

His eyes widened “Old Man Peterson has a wife?”

“Actually, it’s hison in years, she’d ask her to do more

“Never knew he had a mother”

“Everyone’s got one, right? Some are just better than others”

“I didn’tcare of your sons, Aspen,” he said quietly

She nodded

Saxon had turned to look at the door “There’s no deadbolt? Just this lock?” The last as said with scorn She understood how he felt The lack of security had given her a few nightmares, but this place was so isolated, and it wasn’t like they had anything worth taking

“Nothing of value here to steal”

“You’ve got children to protect,” he pointed out “And it sounds like you’re here alone with the more than this flimsy lock”

Guilt filled her He was right

He opened hiswhen the car horn beeped

Mortification warred with anger “Oh, God, she’ll damn ake the boys” She rushed towards the front door, but he grabbed her arm