He started moving towards her. He went slow. Watching her closely for any sign that she was scared. But while she stared at him warily, he couldn’t see any fear.
“If anyone is bossy, it’s you!”
“Go get dressed, little girl. Before I dress you myself.”
With a cry of frustration, she turned and strode away. As she flung herself around, her T-shirt rode up, allowing him to see a bit of bottom cheek.
Fuck. Him.
Gorgeous.
“Um, not to interrupt your little pervy moment there, but have you forgotten that I’m here?” Webb asked dryly.
Zander spun towards him with a scowl.
Webb held his hands up. “Hey, not my fault that you forgot about me.”
“Did you stare at her ass?”
“W-what? No, of course not.”
“But you saw me staring at her ass, therefore you must have been looking at it.”
“No way, man. I was looking at you.”
“Just make sure that you are only ever looking at me and not at her,” Zander warned.
Webb’s eyes widened. “You got it. Uh, Zander?”
“Yeah?”
“What’s the deal with saying you’re her guardian?”
“Deal?” he asked.
“Yeah, I don’t get the angle.” Webb gave him a confused look.
“The angle is that I’m going to take care of her. If I’m her guardian, then I can make the decisions she can’t or won’t for her health and safety. It’s perfect, really. I don’t know why I didn’t think of it before. It means that she has to stay here so I can look out for her.”
Webb just blinked at him. “Wait. You mean you’re serious?”
“Yes.”
He wasn’t sure why Webb would think he wasn’t serious.
“But . . . but, Zander, you know that’s crazy right?”
“How so?” Zander crossed his arms over his chest.
“She’s a grown woman. She doesn’t need a guardian.”
But she did. “If anyone needs a guardian, it’s Keira. I leave her alone for a few days and see what happens.”
“It’s a tooth abscess.”
“When we found her, she was beaten and bruised.” It made him feel ill. She was still moving stiffly and there were red marks on her wrists from the ropes.
Which you should have removed straight away.