Red spots danced in front of her eyes as her arms fell uselessly to her sides. For several long moments she waited for the pain to recede and the blood to circulate normally before she could move. She watched as he freed Bobby, as well. “Tess? Are you sure you’re okay?” Declan asked, coming back over to help her stand. She swayed and Declan hauled her close. Gratefully, she leaned against him, absorbing his strength. “I’m just so glad you made it here in time,” she murmured. “Me, too,” Declan admitted, resting his cheek on her hair. “I was worried sick that I’d be too late.” “Steve was going to kill all of us,” she confided. “He blamed you and me for everything that went wrong in his life.” “He won’t hurt anyone ever again,” Declan promised. There was a commotion from outside and Tess glanced up to see Bobby heading over to the doorway.
