Chapter 72 None Of It Matters

• This time, his reply was instantaneous. "Because you were right, Nadia," he hissed. "You needed us all out of your life: Sandra, Quinn, and me. What was I but a fucking reminder? And I finally saw how selfish I'd been, putting my wants before your needs. So, if there was no other way for me to ever make things up to you, I'd at least make sure those other two assholes left you alone. I didn't tell them that I'd… that we'd almost had something going," he added carefully, "because I didn't think you'd want them up in your personal business. But I did tell them that if I ever got wind that either of them had approached you at either your home or anywhere else in this city, I'd call the cops on them myself and let them know they were violating the terms of the restraining order. And… I may have shoved Quinn around a bit." He shrugged.
• She wrapped her arms around Theodore's shoulders and kissed him softly, pulling away to hold his gaze. "Even after I told you to leave me alone, you did all that for me. Jesus, no wonder."
• "No wonder what?" he murmured warily.