The S.I.N. Collection (The Sharpe Brothers)

CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

Ford

She’s tiny as we fly over.

Her hands over her eyes as she looks up and takes in the chopper.

As she realizes I’m keeping my word.

I watch her until I can’t watch her anymore because I fear this might be the last time I ever see her.

I worry that whatever she’s scared of is stronger than the love I see in her eyes when she looks at me.

And hasn’t that been the crux of the matter this whole time?