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“Hell, no, I’ her to Saxon”

“Good He’ll take care of her”

“Put me down!”

Aspen’s angry words shocked hih the thick door it was easy to make out the irritation in her voice

“No,” Renard snapped back “Every tiling before I throw you over my shoulder and spank your ass”

He stood, protectiveness washing through hi his hands on Aspen

Mine

Had he ever been this possessive of so his desk when the door sla Aspen in his arms Her left hand rapped in a towel covered in blood His heart stopped for a second before he quickl

y regained his equilibrium

“What’s going on? What happened?”

As he spoke Aspen i around She turned to him, her face paler than normal, her mouth bracketed in lines of pain

“Cut her hand with a knife,” Renard told hi her down “You need to take her to the doctor, it’s gonna need stitches”

“Why didn’t you call me?”

“Tried Your bulldog said you were busy Apparently, you’re too important to answer the phone”

He ground his teeth together He’d just gotten off the phone; however, it wasn’t anything that couldn’t have been interrupted He was going to have towas more important