I’ve already posted this on my loop, so if you’ve read it twice… *G* just skip today’s post.

So I was in the hall, waiting on an elevator, talking to one of the readers. My husband was there with me-he’s the quiet type, listens, rarely speaks (I probably don’t give him much of a chance)

Angela Knight’s name comes up and I mention her cop. Said something like, “I just love the way he is with her. He’s always like two steps behind, watching, taking care of her”… blah, blah, blah… can’t remember exactly.

The reader there smiled and said, “Oh, don’t you just love that? It’s so sweet when the guy is right there…watching out for you, protecting you.”

My husband looks at the reader. Looks at me. Just shakes his head. “You don’t need protection.”

The reader blinks, then starts laughing. Me, I’m too busy snickering. No matter what he says, he’s always there when I need him-still, I get a kick every time I think about that.