"I can't believe you didn't call me."
Autumn piled grocery bags on the kitchen counter and prepared to soothe Judd's ruffled feathers. "What was the point? I knew you had that meeting with the city council this morning. You had more important things to do than come rescue me from peaceful protesters exercising their right to freedom of speech. Even if they're basically supporting censorship." She'd had sufficient time to lock away her own hurt and offense over the whole thing. Licking that wound would have to wait until they weren't about to be inundated by family for the twins' birthday.
Judd scowled. "I guarantee I could have come up with something to make them disperse."
Turning into him, she lifted her hands to frame his face. "You can't keep using your position as chief to shield me, as if you're my own personal private security. It'll come back to bite you in the ass, and you can't afford that if you really want to keep this job."