Page 77 of Watching Her

“Find him on Facebook.”

“Not there. I looked.”

Marlee frowned. “Instagram? TikTok?”

“Nope. He’s on LinkedIn, but only with his credentials and I’ve tried looking him up on the internet. Business accomplishments as far as the eye could see. A few photographs from other charity events, but that was about it.”

“People always leave a trail a mile wide.”

“Maybe, but you know what’s interesting? I love the mystery. He’s so seductive, and his aura is very dark.”

“Like a mass murderer.” We both laughed.

Until another ping indicated a new message. When I looked, I was fuming all over again.

“What is it?”

“Oh, this creeper I have. Some guy with the screen name of hot alpha guy. He’s all over my posts and not in a good way. Would you look at some of the crap he wrote? Somehow, he found the photograph with Christian and is acting possessive. Very creepy.”

She moved behind me, leaning over. “Whoa. That’s not just creepy, Pen. That’s a little scary. I mean he’s close to threatening to find you. You belong to him? Who says that kind of crap.”

My pussy began to throb, a quick vision of Christian popping into my mind.

“All because I post sexy things?”

“Some men are freaks, Penny. They think all women are into what they write or read. You’ve been reading dark romances again. Huh?”

I nodded and for the first time, I was nervous. Up until now, I’d been cavalier about what I’d said in return but in a way, I’d egged the jerk on. “Yes, into a phase. What should I do?”

“Well, he’s toeing the line of being kicked off the site, but as soon as he crosses it, notify whatever the platform. You might want to call the police.”

“And say what exactly?”

“I don’t know. Maybe they have some protocol in dealing with internet stalkers. You don’t have your home address connected to anything. Right? There’s no way for anyone to find you.”

“No. I’m very careful with that. Especially since Carrington threatened me.”

“What? You didn’t tell me that.”

I shook my head, refusing to remember the man’s ugly last words. “We got a little hot and heavy when I left Covington. I was accusatory and he was an asshole. Typical.”

“Well, maybe you have a knight in shining armor with Mr. Mystery Man. I still like referring to the hottie that way.”

“I’ll let you in on a little secret. Me too.” My phone buzzed and as soon as I picked it up, I hissed.

“The troll again?”

“Worse. Carrington. He wants to talk.”

She burst into laughter. “Maybe he’s jealous. Tell him to fuck the hell off.”

Hmmm… I winked at her as I typed furiously, hitting send.

“What did you say?”

“I told him to fuck the hell off.” And it felt damn good.

Marlee almost choked as she laughed.