With Honor. Rhonda Lee Carver

for the stairs.

      “I’ll go ahead and get out of your way.” She took a quick step toward the door.

      “I thought you’d go with me.” Shawn guessed he hadn’t made himself clear enough. Communication wasn’t his strong point. He’d always been good at barking orders and never talking.

      “Go with you? Uhh, sounds like a woman issue and I’d rather not get involved.” She edged closer to the door.

      Woman issue? Then he understood and laughed. “Trust me, it’s a girl problem, but not with one that’ll talk back. Give me two, okay?” Rushing up the stairs, he didn’t give her time to argue.

      Without thought, he broke into an upbeat whistle.