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comfort.
    “Listen, Bella. I'll
get my toolbox from the car, and I'm fixing the locks on your doors
right now,” he said. “You...”
    “Wait, she hasn't given
us the job,” Damien interjected. “Has she?” He
frowned, looking a little confused. “Did I miss something?”
    “It doesn't matter if
she gives us the job or not,” Joshua bit out, heading for the
door. “I'm fixing her goddamn house right now.”

CHAPTER
TWELVE

    Bella ran after Joshua as he
marched to his SUV and popped the trunk. “Joshua, wait! I
haven't asked...”
    “If you're asking about
the price, I'm doing this free of charge. Why didn't you fix your
locks when you moved into the house?” His voice rose. “That's
the first thing you should do, Bella!”
    She gasped as he rounded on
her. His dark eyes burned into hers, and the heat and force of his
boiling emotions slammed into her like a wave. He was angry, but
behind his anger, was...something more. Something deep and real.
    Bella stumbled back a step.
“I was meaning to, but...this is a safe neighborhood...I latch
the door and put a chair up against it...” She kicked her chin
up abruptly and folded her arms across her chest. “Why am I
defending myself to you? This is none of your business. And I...”
    “This is my business,”
Joshua snapped, pushing past her. “You—are my business.”
    Nick and Damien gaped at him
as he set his big toolbox down beside the front door and knelt to
inspect the handle and the lock. The two men glanced at each other
and shrugged.
    “Eh, Josh...”
Damien began. “I don't think we've gotten the homeowner's
consent to do anything...”
    Joshua didn't even look up.
He had his screwdriver to the door and was busy tightening the shaky
handle.
    “If she doesn't like
it, she can go call the Sheriff,” Joshua answered tersely.
“But even the Sheriff can't stop me from fixing her locks. I'm
getting it done, with or without her consent.”
    Bella blinked. What! He
actually had the gall...!
    “You...you have no
right...” she sputtered, her temper rising.
    Joshua's only response was to
lift those broad shoulders in a shrug.
    Nick and Damien frowned at
Joshua but they didn't stop him. “Are you two going to just
stand there?” Joshua murmured. “You know I'm right. Her
locks aren't working. She lives alone.”
    Damien glanced at her and
gave a sheepish smile. Then he grabbed a hammer and some nuts and
bolts from Joshua's toolbox. “I'll do her back door,” he
muttered over his shoulder as he scooted off.
    Nick came up to her and said
with a sigh, “Josh is right. You do need to get your locks
fixed, Bella.”
    “He could have asked
first,” she said hotly, still seething.
    “He could have,”
Nick conceded. “But...”
    “You're wasting time,”
Josh said to Nick, not taking his eyes off his work. He turned his
head to the side and addressed Bella without looking at her.
“Anyway, we're not asking you to pay for this.”
    Bella whirled round. “I
will pay you for your work,” she said, glaring at the back of
his head.
    “Pieces of your ceiling
are raining down in your bedroom,” Joshua continued as he
hammered something into place. “Don't sleep in your bedroom
tonight.”
    Bella bit back a sharp
retort. She wanted to tell him that it wasn't his business where she
slept at night. But he was right. Her ceiling was flaking and
crumbling, and a piece of plaster had fallen onto her bed last night.
    “You don't have to tell
me what to do. Who are you to tell me where to sleep?” she
fumed.
    Joshua put down his hammer
and rose to his full height. Towering over her, he said in a low
voice, “I won't ever tell you what to do, Bella. But I will
stop you from doing something that will put you in danger. Even if
you don't want me to.”

CHAPTER
THIRTEEN

    Joshua stared into her
flashing gray eyes and resisted the urge to grab her. Bella stood
her ground and stared right back at him, her chest rising and falling
with her harsh breathing. Gone