His Safe Keeping (The Safe Series) Read Free

slip of a girl. She was so tiny. She couldn’t be much over five feet and not even a hundred pounds, judging by what he could tell when he was holding her. Damn, she’d felt good in his arms. No other woman, and there had been quite a few, had the effect on him this one did. But she was sick, or the treatments were making her sick…treatments…for what? He looked back at her to ask, but she’d fallen asleep. Krista was still turned sideways, head resting on the back of the seat, blanket pulled tight around her. She was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen. Kade stole peeks at her the rest of the way home.
    When he pulled onto her road, he noticed there were very few houses and none of them were close to each other. Her house was at the end of the dead end road. It was also set back in the woods where it couldn’t be seen from the road very well. As he turned into her driveway, he could see the tow truck was already there and Bud was unhooking her car.
    “Thanks again, Bud, I really appreciate it,” Kade said as he walked toward the truck.
    “No problem, Kade. Who do I make the bill out to?” Bud asked as he was filling out the invoice.
    “Just give it to me and I’ll take care of it,” Kade answered with a look toward Bud that he recognized as a ‘don’t bother asking any questions because you won’t get an answer’ look.
    After Bud left, Kade walked back to the cruiser and opened the passenger side door. He hated to wake her up, but he didn’t see a house key on her key ring. “Baby, we’re here. I need your key.”
    She barely opened her eyes. “They’re in the car,” Krista replied sleepily.
    “No. Krista, your house key.”
    Without even opening her eyes that time, she answered, “It’s not locked.” He was stunned. She couldn’t mean she’d left her house unlocked and open? What if someone was in there waiting for her? Kade stalked up to her door and knocked, then waited and knocked again. Trying the knob, it turned and he pushed the door open. He was not happy.
    “Hell!” He cursed as he walked into the house with purpose. Kade checked out each room, making sure she would be safe there. It didn’t take long, with an open living room and a tiny kitchen, one bedroom to the left and a bathroom on the right. Shouldn’t she have better sense than to leave the door unlocked for anybody to come in and lay in wait? He’d seen what some people could do to another human being. Seen it too many times. He stalked back to the car, wanting to strangle somebody. Kade yanked the car door open, glaring in at her, ready to give her a piece of his mind.
    She turned toward him, eyes half closed with just a hint of a smile on those sexy full lips. “Irish, are you okay?”
    “Irish?”
    Straightening in her seat, looking around and then at him, she gave him a mischievous grin. “Always heard Irish cops were the sweetest ones of all.”
    “Who said I was Irish?”
    Looking right into his eyes, she answered his question, “With those beautiful green eyes, you’ve got to have some Irish in you.” Krista made the statement as though it was a simple fact. Then shrugging her shoulders she added, frankly. “Plus, your name is McKaden.” Kade was at a loss for words.
    Clearing his throat, he spoke gruffly, “Let’s get you inside.” Leaning in, he scooped her up and out of the car.
    “I can walk.” She protested.
    Holding her tight to his chest, he strode across the yard. “And I can carry you,” he stated firmly.
    “Okay,” Krista whispered as she wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head on his shoulder.
    Kade walked into her house and over to the small loveseat and sat down with her in his lap. In just a few seconds she was fast asleep again. He wanted to just sit and cradle her to him for the rest of the day. Or better yet, lay her down in that big king size bed he’d seen when he was checking to make sure her house was safe, and hold her until she woke up. His imagination