" McKenna, if there’s something wrong—and I know there is—I want you to tell me. I know it’s not easy to ask for help, but . . .” He waited until she looked at him before continuing. “I hope it’s clear that my intent is to do just that— help you . . . in any way I can.” Her smile was fragile. “I appreciate that. And you’re already helping me, Wyatt.” She fingered a braid on her saddle. “More than you know.” “It’s not fair to look at a man that way when he can’t do anything about it, ma’am.” He liked the blush that rose to her cheeks. He also liked that she didn’t go shy on him and look away, but locked her eyes with his. “I’ll be sure and remember that . . . sir. "
― Tamera Alexander , The Inheritance