Why had he thought pursuing Sara and getting more involved with her family had been a good idea? She had kids, for heaven’s sake! They were good kids, but kids who required protection and nurturing and all those things he sucked at. How did a single woman with such a dangerous job even justify having children, ones she could leave orphaned? But damn if he couldn’t seem to help himself. It was like she was some sort of sorceress who attracted him by otherworldly means. And she didn’t even seem to be trying. He did realize over the pizza that he wasn’t the only one who had something in his past he’d rather forget. When she’d mentioned her father, he’d seen pain in her eyes. Was it the kind of pain he’d had in his life, or just sorrow that she’d lost a beloved father? He’d bet the latter. Otherwise, it didn’t make sense for her to follow in her father’s footsteps. He sure hadn’t wanted to follow in his dad’s. But it wasn’t any of his business. Yes, he had to admit he wanted to continue going out with her, at least a few more times.
