Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 146666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 587(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146666 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 733(@200wpm)___ 587(@250wpm)___ 489(@300wpm)
Hack appeared in the dining area. “Whoa, what? What are you talking about?”
“She’s talking about the fact that you just scared the pants off her.” Stone appeared behind Hack, his gun no longer visible. “What’re you doing racing up to the house? Aren’t you meant to be at work?”
“I have some good news. And I managed to leave early, so I came to give you the news in person.” He smiled at her. “He’s been caught, baby.”
“What? Who?”
“The stalker. He’s been found. Not only that, but he’s dead.”
“What the fuck? He’s dead?” Stone snapped.
“Yeah. He was found in a hotel in Bozeman. Looks like he committed suicide.”
“He’s gone?” She felt a bit weird. She guessed she’d always thought of her stalker as her guardian angel. A weird one, sure. But there when she needed him.
Only, he wasn’t. He was that creepy guy she’d been speaking to online. And he’d had a wall of photos of her and other women.
“Bozeman? Why would he be in Bozeman?” Stone asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe he thought it would help him hide?”
“Maybe.” Stone frowned. “Did he leave a message or something?”
“Uh, yeah. A note that said he was sorry for everything he’d done.”
“So what does this mean?” she asked.
“It means that you’re safe, baby girl. You’re safe.” Hack came over and lifted her into his arms, spinning her around.
She giggled, caught by his enthusiasm. Then he put her down and kissed her. Hard and fast and hot.
“And that’s my cue to leave.”
Hack drew back, running his thumb over her cheek before turning to Stone. “Thanks for helping out, man. I know your new job is starting soon. So I’m glad they found this guy before you had to leave.” He walked over and shook the other man’s hand.
“All good. It was a pleasure. Sort of.” Stone gave her a stern look. “You be good, Greer Savage.”
“I will be, Manny Boulder.” She surprised herself and him by hugging him tight. “I actually might kind of just a smidgen miss you.”
Were his lips twitching as she drew back?
“Yeah. Me too.”
Hack reached over and drew her against him so her back was against his front. His arm wrapped around her. “Mine.”
Stone rolled his eyes. “Relax, man. I’m not after your girl.”
“Good,” Hack rumbled.
Stone winked at her. “Good luck with your caveman, Greer.”
After he left, she turned to glare up at Hack. “What was that? You know that Stone isn’t interested in me. If anything, he’s like an annoying older brother. Always bossing me around and in my business. And I’ve already got one of those!”
“You hugged him,” Hack said. “I didn’t like that.”
“Sorry, Mr. Caveman, but sometimes I might want to hug my friends and Stone is my friend.”
“I still don’t like it. And you’re going to have to be punished for that.”
Her eyes widened. “You’d spank me for hugging him?”
“No. Of course not. But you’re going to let me carry you around until his stench is replaced by my scent.”
“Good Lord. We’re not animals who need to imprint on each other,” she grumbled.
But secretly, she loved his possessiveness.
“He doesn’t stink. And I don’t smell like him.”
He sniffed at her. Good grief.
“I can smell him.” Lifting her up, he carried her into the living room. “You’re going to sit on my lap as penance.”
“I don’t think that’s a punishment.”
“And if you want to go anywhere, I will carry you.”
She blushed red. “For how long?”
“As long as I want. You’re going to be attached to me. My baby girl.”
Sheesh.
So possessive.
And you love it.
Yeah. She really did. He sat on the sofa and settled her so she was facing him before turning the television on to some sports game. She didn’t turn to look, instead, she put her hands on his chest. She wanted to feel his skin against hers.
“Don’t you have to go back to work?” she asked.
“No, I didn’t have any more scheduled surgeries. And the last consultation cancelled. So I’m all yours, baby girl.”
“Oh, that’s nice.”
He grinned. “Isn’t it?” He started to undo his shirt buttons. She always got a kick out of seeing him in a dress shirt.
Brushing his hands aside, she took over, undoing all of the buttons then pulling his shirt apart to reveal the white singlet he was wearing underneath it.
“Off.”
“Excuse me?” he asked.
“I want it all off.”
“Demanding little thing, aren’t you?” he mused as he slid his shirt off. Then he shuffled forward so he could reach behind him and pull his undershirt off with one hand.
That was . . . so hot.
Arousal ran through her as she took him in. He was so gorgeous. Thick with muscle, his tanned skin covered in ink.
And all hers.
Every inch. Leaning down, she took one nipple into her mouth, sucking firmly. His hand lightly touched the back of her head and she stiffened. He dropped it and she cursed herself for her reaction. Because now she wanted his hand back there.