Chapter 187

Not the time to ogle her, dude.

In less than a dozen steps, he was on her, wrapping one arm around her small waist to still her and the now-crying boy. With his free hand, he covered her mouth, cutting off the scream he knew was coming.

She thrashed like a feral cat, clawing and hissing, throwing her elbow and launching her knees wherever she thought she might land a blow. Still, he didn’t release her—until she bit his finger hard enough to draw blood.

“Shit…” He shook the digit as she tried to lurch from his grip before grabbing her tighter. “Laila, stop.”

She glared over her shoulder, hazel eyes shooting fire. “Stay away from my nephew. Let me go.”

Her whole body trembled—lips, chin, hands. She was hauntingly beautiful—and absolutely terrified.

Time to try another tactic.

Trees released her and held up both hands. “I’m not going to hurt you. I’m only here to help.”

“I have heard that before.” She turned to him, scrambling back. “And