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tongue reached out and licked his fingers.
    “What’s his name?” he asked Harley without looking her in the eyes. Those light chocolate-colored eyes had starred in many of his erotic dreams years ago and for the safety of his cellblock he needed to keep his distance as much as possible.
    “He doesn’t have a name yet. I call him Mr. Fluffy Butt because of all the hair around his butt,” she replied in all seriousness.
    “Jesus, woman, are you trying to emasculate him?” he asked in outrage.
    “I was hoping you would name him. I handpicked him, especially for you, since he reminded me of the dog you had with your SEAL team.”
    Surprised how she even knew that much about him, Kade couldn’t help but grin. He stood and looked down at her. Their eyes locked and heat instantly rippled between them, smoldering like coals in a fire.
    Christ, what am I thinking?
    “I guess I better give him a name then,” he finally answered, looking back at the dog to break the spell.
    “Does that mean you’ve changed your mind?”
    Without taking his eyes off the dog, Kade nodded. “Somebody has to keep you safe from all these sex starved men,” he explained. “I think I’ll call him Buck. He looks like he could lead a pack of wild wolves someday with the proper training.”
    Harley choked on his answer, clenching her jaw in outrage before retorting, “I can take care of myself, Mr. Kingston. You don’t need to look—”
    Kade’s angry eyes shot back at her outburst and pinned her where she stood. She didn’t have a clue how dangerous some of these men were with the proper motivation. It didn’t matter what she thought, he wouldn’t let anyone lay another hand on her again. He watched with satisfaction as she stepped back and quickly swallowed her angry retort.
    “That’s the second time I’ve seen you fall because of undisciplined men. I didn’t like it any better this time than I did when I was seventeen. If you’re gonna be near inmates while training dogs, then I’m near you.”
    “You remember that?” she replied with surprise, her husky voice going from strong and sure to breathless and full of wonder. He tried to keep the sound of it from making him hard, but his cock took full notice as she licked her lips again.
    “Yeah, I remember. I remember you fell and then panicking you’d broken your neck. I remember feeling relieved when I ripped Johnson from the top of you to find you lying there unharmed. I also remember that fuckin’ smile you gave me when I helped you stand. It kept me—”
    “Harley!” her assistant thankfully called out before he could finish telling her that she’d kept him awake at nights with a hard on that could cut glass.
    Focus, for fuck's sake.
    She turned to her co-worker, raising her finger to indicate she’d be right with her. When she turned back around, Kade decided to end the conversation so he could retreat before he spilled all his secrets.
    “I want in the program now so fill out whatever paperwork I need and I’ll sign it.”
    “My dad and I never thought you were guilty,” she blurted out, catching him off guard.
    Jesus.
    A sharp bolt of shock hit him square in the chest and something like warmth, maybe even hope, filtered through his veins as he stared back dumbstruck. No one had believed in him except for Kyle and his grandfather. To hear Harley say she believed he was innocent was like a balm to his open wounds, soothing them temporarily. He stood stock-stll, staring at her, unable to say anything that would begin to express his gratitude for her belief in him. Before he could so much as reply, she mumbled shyly, “I’ll, um, I’ll file the paperwork and see you on Wednesday then,” before she turned and started back towards her class.
    “Harley!” he shouted as she made her way back, finally finding his voice.
    When she turned back around and looked at him, those brown eyes of hers were attentive, focused on him, hanging onto his every word. Not