The Bronze Garza

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.