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almost
sheepishly as her eyes closed. Even with her body and brain drugged
senseless with painkillers and antibiotics, she could see that Levi
Madden was a very handsome man. He had a boyish charm about him, his
blue eyes bright and intelligent, and his face tanned and rugged. He
was very tall, more than six and a half foot, and he was built like a
seasoned soldier, a fighter. Every inch of him was hard, honed
muscle. His body was big and hard, but his hands and his eyes were
gentle. The training for Enforcers was tough, and Levi definitely
trained hard and used his powers and strength to protect the civilian
population of New Moon City. He was the exact opposite of Phin
Lester, her ex-husband. Phin was stocky and bulky. Phin was strong,
and he used his brute strength for his own ends, to torture and
threaten her into silence and submission. His hands and eyes were
hard, cold and cruel.
    Rebecca's face twitched. Why
was she even comparing Levi to her ex-husband? One was a monster, a
terrible mistake on her part. The other was a protector, a kindly
stranger to her.
    A stranger who would do his
job, and then leave.
    She sucked in a sharp breath
at the thought of Levi leaving. “Don't go,” she
whispered.
    Her eyes remained closed, but
she felt a big, warm hand cover hers. “I'm not going
anywhere,” came the soft reply.
     

CHAPTER
THREE

    Levi held Rebecca's hand and
watched her as she drifted off to sleep. From the way she looked at
him and her careful, polite words, he knew that she saw him as a
stranger, a harmless, helpful stranger, but still a stranger
nevertheless. She didn't even see him as a friend.
    Once he was sure that she was
fast asleep, he released her hand and stepped back. He closed his
eyes for a brief moment, hoping that when he opened them again, she
would wake up and remember him.
    With a shuddering breath, he
opened his eyes. She was sleeping soundly, her fingers twitching a
little as she mumbled in her sleep. Was she murmuring his name?
Levi leaned in, but he couldn't make out her words. It sounded like
she was just muttering nonsense.
    He gazed at her bruised face,
his heart breaking into a million fragments. He knew that even if
she opened her eyes now, she still wouldn't remember him. In his
work as an Enforcer, he had come across many trauma victims. Some of
these victims experienced temporary or permanent memory loss
following a violent attack. It was a way for their minds to heal and
deal with the ordeal. Some memories were just too painful to
remember. It was better for the person to forget them and just move
on with their lives.
    Would it be better for Rebecca
to forget him and move on? Once her divorce was finalized, she was
free to move on. She would be happy again, healed and whole.
    But Levi knew that he would
never be whole without her.
    She might never remember him.
Her brain might have erased that part of her memory forever. Levi
sighed, running a finger softly down her cheek.
    She would just have to get to
know him all over again. It had started with a “hi”. He
could do that. He would start with a “hi”.
    Levi straightened up and blew
out a breath. So what if she didn't remember him? He would stick
around and create new memories for her, good ones, great ones. He'd
told her that he wasn't going anywhere, and he'd meant every word.
    All that mattered was that she
was alive. She was alive, she would heal, and he would keep her
safe.
    Levi turned around and headed
for the door. Once he stepped out of the room, he saw Scott and Bryn
hurriedly jerking away from the door and pretending they hadn't just
been eavesdropping and peeping in. Bryn stole worried glances at him
while she pretended to read a message on her mobile phone. Scott
kept shifting his weight and clearing his throat, like he wanted to
say something but couldn't quite get the words out. Levi decided to
put them both out of their misery.
    “ She doesn't remember
me,” he announced flatly. “She remembers the attack,