Bear-ly A Hero (Bear Claw Security 2) by Terry Bolryder Page B

security system.”
    “Do you have to call someone to hook that up?”
    He shook his head. “I’m our tech guy. I can do it. We don’t always do it, but I want you to feel extra safe.” He shook his head. “You have a weird effect on guys. They’re extra creepy around you.”
    She shrugged. “I guess I don’t know how it is for other women.” She looked over at him. “Do you?”
    “I guess not,” he said, staring at the road. “But still, something seems off about it.” He was quiet for a moment. It was already getting dark outside since they’d left work late and had sex after as well. “But yeah, it’ll be a security system equipment wise, but it won’t be hooked up to a monitoring company because I’ll be monitoring it. Just motion sensors and stuff like that.”
    “Okay,” she said. “Although, I’m not sure I see the point in it if you’re there.”
    “In case someone does something and I don’t hear it,” he said. “Like if I’m asleep.”
    “Has that happened before?” she asked, feeling a chill go through her.
    “No,” Limes said. “But I haven’t done much fieldwork before, remember? I’m not taking any chances where you’re concerned.”
    There was that warm, happy feeling again when he acted protective of her. She’d never met a man like that. She had to be careful or she was going to lose her heart to him. And she didn’t plan to ever hand that much control over to a man in her life.
    They arrived at her place, and he parked a house down, like he had before, and walked her up the front steps.
    “I need a house key,” he said. “Do you have a copy?”
    She shook her head. “I never needed one. I mean, there may be one around, but I wouldn’t know where.”
    “We’ll go make one tomorrow.”
    She unlocked the front door, and he pushed it open for her, letting her walk under his arm. She loved how strong and capable he was.
    She wondered how expensive it would be to just hire him for life.
    But she knew that was a foolish thought. Limes might be hot and capable and great in the sack. But he didn’t seem like the type to settle down, the type looking for commitment, and she didn’t want to get hurt by hoping otherwise.
    She still didn’t even understand his attraction to her.
    She walked into the kitchen and turned on the lights. Then she stretched and remembered her odd clothing. “I’m going to go take a shower and change. That okay with you?”
    His green eyes widened, but he nodded and walked down the back hallway, emerging with a shirt on and one of his duffle bags in his hand. “I’ll just get started setting up.”
    And there was that weird feeling in the room again, that chemistry between them. That heat.
    She needed distraction. “When I’m done with that, I’ll start dinner, and then I have something I’d like to work on after, if it’s okay.”
    He nodded but didn’t look up. He was in his professional world now. His muscled, tattooed frame tensed in concentration as he rummaged through the bag, pulling out assorted things and arranging them on the carpet beside him.
    She loved watching him. Nothing scared her anymore. Not his nearly buzzed head—though she’d love to see that dark hair grow out—not his sharp, masculine features, not his piercing. Not his size.
    No, the only thing that scared her was how much she wanted him.
    She rubbed her hands over her arms as she walked down the hall, still aware of the slight satisfying ache from where he’d been inside her. Perhaps she’d better make that shower a cold one.
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    L imes couldn’t believe the effect she was having on him. He’d just had her and, already, just the mention of her taking a shower had him wanting to get steamy again. Literally.
    He grumbled to himself as he assembled the different pieces he would use for her home. He’d already counted the number of windows, and he had glass-break, motion, and doorstop sensors. He’d also install a substantial deadbolt.
    He did that