Devon Gallagher never imagined she’d become the target of a stalker. But hang-up phone calls, strange letters and a pair of her own shredded underwear drive her to seek help from the one man she thought she’d never see again — ex-lover Rick Bergstrom. Although both Rick and Devon vow to put aside their past together, as they work to unmask the stalker they discover an even greater danger — their still-smoldering passion.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to explain.”
Rick’s gentle voice reached into her soul and soothed its raw wounds. “I shouldn’t have yelled at him.”
“No, you shouldn’t have.” He stepped closer and stroked her hair. “Like I said the other day, it’s probably encouraged him, but we’ll deal with it.”
A sound halfway between a sigh and a sob escaped her throat. As Rick moved closer she pressed her body against his without a second thought. Slowly he wrapped her in his arms. Oh, she needed his quiet strength almost as much as her next breath.
But then his embrace tightened, his warm breath tickled her cheek. The awareness in her suddenly flared, making her tremble. His body heat burned through her thin towel. Her breasts turned heavy, her nipples became hard points against the muscular plane of his chest. The rigid evidence of his arousal pressed into her belly.
What was she doing? She couldn’t get intimate with Rick again. Oh, she wanted to, more than she’d wanted anything in a long time, but it would solve nothing.
“Rick, we can’t.”
He released her and she stepped back, clutching the towel even tighter around her body. Heat flooded her face.
She heard the frustration lacing his voice. “No, it’s not. This stalker knows who you are. Because of me you’re in danger.”
“Nothing I can’t handle.”
“I won’t put you at any more risk.”
He grasped her shoulders with firm yet gentle hands. “I’m not leaving you to face this stalker alone, Devon. End of discussion. Now try to get some rest, okay?” His gaze raked over her, then he turned to leave. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
Once Rick had stepped out and shut the door, Devon dropped her towel. After some rummaging in a dresser drawer she pulled out her favorite old pink nightshirt, washed and worn so many times the gray kitten design on the front was barely visible. The nightshirt had always served as a security blanket in times of sickness or stress. Tonight sure qualified as one of those. She slipped the soft cotton garment over her head then sank down onto the bed, her skin tingling from Rick’s warm breath and the feel of his strong arms around her.
After all this time her body still wanted him. She still wanted him. But that couldn’t happen as long as their lives remained so different and this stalker was on the loose.
With a sigh she reached out and switched off the bedside lamp. She had to put aside these feelings for her own peace of mind—and for Rick’s safety.
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Laurie White is the author of two published novels from Sweet Cravings Publishing. She loves writing sexy, suspenseful stories that feature strong heroines and troubled yet honorable heroes. In her other life, Laurie is a vet tech student and proud momma of four cats. She lives with her family in the hills of Tennessee.