Resisting the Hero:An Accidentally in Love Novel(2)By: Cindi Madsen
She blew out a breath. “Obviously you think pretty highly of yourself, but trust me, you don’t wanna mess with me tonight.”
He reached out and flicked the ends of her hair. “Actually, the very reason I came over here was to mess with you.”
Faith made an extra-large eye roll. “Seriously, you’re gonna have to do better than that.”
Someone bumped into her from behind, causing her to stumble into the guy she’d been trying to break free from. He gripped her upper arms, his cold beer bottle pressing against her skin on one side as her hands braced against his chest, which she couldn’t help but notice was rock solid.
The guy smelled like beer and broken promises, and still her heart fluttered the tiniest bit, the traitorous stirrings of attraction going through her gut. Breath caught in her throat, she froze in place instead of pushing away like she should.
Then she spotted her brother and her momentarily missing common sense started working again. She pulled back from Big and Beefy as Kaleb approached.
“Hey,” Kaleb said, raising his voice over the din of multiple conversations and music. “Glad you could make it.”
Faith clenched her fists, her earlier anger rising up again now that her brother was in front of her. “Well, you’ll change your mind about that in about a second, because I came here to talk some sense into you, not congratulate you on being a well-trained idiot.”
“Jeez, back down, girl,” Big and Beefy said.
“Stay out of it,” she shot back at him, then returned her gaze to Kaleb. “Why wasn’t it enough to just be a cop? I don’t understand why you’d need to go and join a SWAT team on top of it.”
“Actually,” Big and Beefy said, taking a sip from his beer, “that was my idea. Thought we could use more of an adventure.”
She narrowed her eyes on him.
“Faith,” Kaleb said, “Connor didn’t mean—”
“You’re the one who talked him into this?” She jabbed his chest with a finger. “Maybe you want to go throwing yourself in danger at every turn, but my brother has a little girl and a baby on the way. He has a wife to take care of. I know your type; you don’t think of anyone else but yourself. And you”—she spun back to Kaleb—“you know the risks. How can you be such an idiot?” She hated the tears stinging her eyes. She blinked them back, refusing to lose it in the middle of the Rusty Anchor.
Big and Beefy—Connor, apparently—put his hand on her shoulder. “You need to relax. He’s a hero.”
“I wish he was a coward,” she spat. All the heat seeped out of her, followed immediately by an overwhelming sense of failure. She wasn’t sure what she thought would happen. Maybe that she’d yell and Kaleb would say he wasn’t actually going to go through with it. Or that he’d at least acknowledge he was breaking promises. “Fine. Go celebrate. Just don’t expect me to congratulate you.” The hours in the car caught up to her all at once. Her eyes burned, her muscles were tight, and she needed something to eat, preferably with someone she didn’t want to punch in the face. “I’m guessing Anna’s around here somewhere.”
Kaleb pointed over his shoulder. “Back corner in a booth.” As Faith started away, he reached out and gave her arm a gentle squeeze. “It’s going to be okay, Faithie. Going through the program means I’m better trained, and it’s not like there’s a lot of crime here. I just want to be prepared if there is. And the pay is better. I’ve got to think about that now that I’m going to have two kids to take care of.”
A tight band formed around Faith’s chest. “None of that will matter if you die before you get to see them grow up.” She walked past him, trying to shove back her emotions so she could go find her pregnant sister-in-law and try to be strong for her. This was one of the reasons Faith had chosen to go to college a couple states over. She knew she was a bit irrational about her brother’s career choice, but she couldn’t help it.