Chapter 97

“I meant Cash. You need a restraining order ASAP.”

Since he’d unexpectedly dropped in earlier, she’d been too scrambled to consider legal options. But after his drunken threats, he would likely be back—unless she gave him a damn good reason not to be. Tessa hated to keep him from his daughter. A girl needed her daddy. She’d certainly needed hers growing up. Hell, she needed him now. But the comparison was apples and oranges. Despite everything, her daddy had been a good man who loved his family. Cash seemed capable of loving only himself.

“You’re probably right. I’ll call someone tomorrow.”

“Let me know if I can help.”

Other than the colonel, Zy was the first man she’d met since moving to Louisiana she believed was as good as his word.

Don’t get used to him. Don’t stare. And don’t think about him. He’s not yours, and he never will be.

The following day, Tessa’s landlord came over to survey the window her ex had broken and blew a gasket. He blamed