The Bronze Garza in Bloomington, MN

He's my keeper...
He came in on a gust of cold November wind and changed the pattern of my breathing.
Even before I knew he was there for me, I was willing to bend to him.
He had a mission and he fulfilled it.
I'm saved. I'm home. I'm safe.
Until I'm not.
Now, he's my keeper.
He's cold. He's arrogant. He's rude as hell.
To him, I'm a nuisance.
To me, he's a
god.
I'm a noisy house sparrow.
He's a lethal panther.
We shouldn't make sense.
But fate sure does have a wicked sense of humor.
The Bronze Garza is a complete standalone. This is not a mafia romance.