Taryn
I bite my lower lip as we make our way to my neighborhood. Ewan is on his phone, talking to someone. He sounds so commanding and gruff that it makes my heart flutter.
I’m still reeling from the fact that he carries a weapon. After a minute, he rolls his shoulders and disconnects the call.
“We should call the police.” He states angrily.
“There’s no point. They won’t show up until the heat has died down. They don’t care. This isn’t the first time this has happened.” I respond angrily.
Ewan’s jaw tightens, but he doesn’t argue further.
Wanting to change the subject, I ask.“Where you in the army or something?”
Ewan shakes his head with a snicker. “I was part of a special ops team for the British Government until several years ago. Now I’m part of an elite government agency. Loga
