Usually he watched from the living room, looking out from between the blinds, but this time he wanted her to be able to turn around and see him, see someone standing right there if she needed help. It wasn’t just to make her feel safe. He couldn’t be with her all the time, but he’d be damned if he let her out of his sight without doing all he could to protect her. It was a purely emotional response to what she’d told him, and he knew it. But it didn’t make it any less necessary for him to stand there, shivering in only his track pants, as she pulled out of his driveway and onto the street. A cool breeze raced into the house to snap against his aching back, a harsh caress on the marks she’d left on him. Nathan scanned the street. A few unfamiliar cars, but that wasn’t a surprise—one of his neighbors had college-age kids, and they constantly had friends visiting and/or staying over. No one leaped out of the bushes all dressed in black, screaming as he charged at Jen’s car.
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