His hair was mussed as if he’d been running his hands through it repeatedly and his t-shirt must have been torn in the scuffle. Grace had to clamp her arms around her waist to prevent herself from flinging her arms around him in relief. Grace came to her feet, grimacing as the blood rushed back into her bottom after too many hours of sitting on a hard airport bench. She glanced over at Beth who was busy playing on one of the kid’s computer terminals, totally unperturbed by events. She shook her head. If only she could be so easily assured. A few cuddles and Beth was completely over her experience. A few cuddles from Jett would probably sort her out too, if she was honest. The man had risked being shot to rescue her daughter. What an idiot she was. He was so unlike Greg, it was ridiculous. Why had she even compared them? But did he even want anything more to do with her? Jett Olsen could have any woman he wanted. Why would he want someone who’d turned him down once already? Unconsciously she reached out and touched his stomach, as if the feel of those hard muscles would reassure her he was fine.
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