Good idea, Sloane replied woodenly.
He pressed her phone back into her hand. You have tons of family. Friends all around you. Turn to us. You dont need Ivan Durant for anything. Weve all got your back.
Sloane drew one wobbly breath. Let it out slowly. Then her spine stiffened, her chin came up and she dashed at the tears glistening on her cheeks.
Admiration unfurled in Liams gut. What kind of strength did it take for Sloane to gather her tattered courage around herself like that, to set aside the attack Ivan had just hurled at her, and to march back to her daughters sickbed with a brave smile on her lips? She was a hell of a woman. A warrior mom.
And the last thing she needed in her life right now was a man like him to complicate matters.