Kendra POV
With our faces mere inches apart, I could feel the warmth of Evan’s breath against my skin, sending a shiver of awareness coursing through my veins. I heard a soft thud beside me. Evan probably dropped our bags of food on the ground. Not a second later, I felt his arm wind around my waist and his other hand caress the side of my face. I wanted to open my eyes to see what was happening, but I was too afraid of what I would witness.
“You’re too stiff, Candy. Relax,” Evan whispered. “I’m here.”
The promise of protection was there, but I wished I could tell the guy holding me it was him making me nervous. There was no doubt I could handle the tracker by myself. It would be no problem to take him on. The only problem was I didn’t want myself to be exposed. One report to my parent
