"Don't!"
On pure instinct, Hadley shot out her hand and grasped his wrist, bringing him to an abrupt stop.
"Hadley!" Eric's frustration spiked, his voice laced with simmering anger. "Are you seriously trying to protect him?"
Her grip on his wrist tightened, unwilling to let go. She already knew-if she so much as loosened her hold, he'd be off again in a flash.
For a second, Hadley just stared at Eric, dumbfounded. Then, irritation flared in her chest, and she snapped, "How the hell did you get that idea? Which part of this looks like I'm protecting him?"
Eric froze. Now that he thought about it... she had a point.
She had been fighting him off, not siding with him in any way.
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