Protective

By Sinn Sable

I want so bad to take her and show her that not all men are evil.
I was okay with renting the second floor of my home on short notice, but I thought it was to a man.
A small typo has given me more than I bargained for…
A curvaceous blond woman as a tenant who's so beautiful I can't keep my eyes off her.
It wouldn't be an issue if I hadn't sworn off women after my ex married my best friend two years ago.
What's worse is I know she's running from something, bringing out my protective side immediately.
I want to know her, every part of her, but she's got a past that seems to be interfering with our future.
I know I'm going to find out about it, and do everything I can to keep her safe.
The real question is, will I be able to keep my hands to myself?

• Language: English
• Publisher: KW Publishing, LLC
• Release date: Nov 15, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201405755

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Protective

A Novella

Sinn Sable

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KW Publishing, LLC

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Contents

1. Jorden

2. Evan

3. Jorden

4. Evan

5. Jorden

6. Evan

7. Epilogue

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Chapter one

Jorden

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S ublet? Seriously, Angie? I say into the speakerphone. My real estate agent, and good friend, is giving me the scoop on the place she finally found me to rent, There’s absolutely nothing else?

Jorden Michele Dawson, she says, and I can hear the touch of annoyance in her voice. I wince, I know she’s about to hand me my ass, I’ve done everything I can to find you something somewhere on this short of a notice. I’m only an agent, not a fucking miracle worker.

I let out a sigh. She’s right, but it’s not like hoards of people are flocking to Fever Island, South Carolina. Sure, it’s a beach town, but if it hadn’t been for Angie, I never would’ve heard of it. There’s nothing I can do about it now. I’m sitting in my car, forty miles outside of Fever Island, eating lunch. There’s no way I’m going back to Texas. I’m glad she found me something.

I know Ang, I’m sorry. You’re amazing. I really appreciate your help, it’s just the thought of staying in a house with a stranger kinda freaks me out a little.

The man that owns the house inherited it from his grandfather. You’ll have the entire upstairs to yourself. It has its own entrance, kitchen, and everything. You’ll be fine, I promise. The view from your floor is amazing, but that downstairs view is even better… trust me.

What’s that supposed to mean? I say as my eyebrows draw together.

Oh hey, I’ve got another client calling, I’ll call you back.

Before I can say anything, the phone sounds the familiar call ended beeps. I’m not sure what she meant by that, or what she’s up to, but something smells fishy. I finish my lunch and get back on the road, my stomach twisting and turning the closer I get to Fever Island.

I turn my music up to drown out my thoughts, but it doesn't help. Even though I’m nervous about this new living situation, I know I need to be as far away from Texas, and as far away from Colton Beringer, as I can get. If I could fly to Japan, I would, but I can’t afford that right now, not with how Colton left my bank account.

I shake my head just thinking about it. Why did I have to be so damn gullible? I believed he actually loved and cared about me and wanted nothing but the best for both of us. It was a lapse in judgment and one that I won’t make again, I’m making damn sure of that.

I should’ve left the first time he emptied my account, but he was so persuasive and manipulative, he had me wrapped around his little finger. Although I left him a little over a year ago, he still likes to pop up now and then trying to win me back. That’s why I have to get as far away as possible, so his influence isn’t around at all.

Fever Island sounds perfect. Sure, I’ll be sharing my space with a man I don’t even know, but I’ll be right by the beach, and over a thousand miles away from Colton. I