Page 105 of His Brown-Eyed Girl

He smiled then, lifting the knife so he could study his reflection in the shininess of the blade. He addressed the knife, “My little brown-eyed Susan thought I’d forgotten her. Isn’t that sad?”

Addy took a ragged breath, sensing the direness of the situation. He was going to hurt her. Badly. No common sense approach was going to work. Panic welled inside her, but she beat it back, listening to her internals, remembering that remaining calm and focused was her best chance of saving herself.

Of saving Charlotte.

He moved closer, his nostrils widening as he inhaled her scent. Addy’s heart slammed against her ribs and her legs felt rubbery, but she remained a statue, refusing to scurry from him.

She needed to move him away from where he might hear Charlotte, perhaps back into the depths of the living room. Or the kitchen where her pepper spray hung near the phone.

“You look well,” she managed to say, controlling her breathing which threatened to gallop out of control. “Would you like a drink? I have some beer in the fridge.”

His crazy laughter made her knees buckle.

Addy slid toward the kitchen door, holding out a trembling hand in invitation. “You like Miller Lite if I recall.”

“Yeah, you like it in the kitchen, don’t cha?” His smile wasn’t pretty… wasn’t even close.

Shaking, she turned her back to him, closing her eyes as if she could wish this all away. She needed to buy time, protect Charlotte, and keep Robbie from escalating the violence.

She entered the kitchen, glancing around for a weapon, but Robbie grabbed her elbow. “Don’t get any ideas like last time.”

He shoved her sleeve up, revealing the scars, tracing them with the handle of the knife. “Yeah, last time didn’t go so well for you, did it?”

“It landed you in prison,” she said, jerking away.

An explosion of a million stars and then the floor rushed up to meet her. Addy fell hard, her head thumping against the tile. She scrabbled on all fours trying to get away from him. He grown stronger in prison, and the smack he’d given her made her face throb.

He reached for her, pulling her back to standing.

Addy cradled her cheek and glared at him, trying not to cry out, refusing to give him that pleasure.

Robbie backed her against the counter, his entire body pressing against hers. She could smell his cologne mixed with sweat. And felt his rage. Reaching behind her, she clutched the edge of the granite.

He moved his face close to hers. “Now see what you did? Reminding me of all the years I wasted in prison? You really should shut up and get me that beer.”

He lifted a hand and caressed her cheek, and she felt his breath on her neck as she turned her head. Hot lips slid against the cheek he’d hit.

“I’m just kissin’ it better,” he whispered.

Bile churned in her stomach.

“Oh, sweet Addy, I missed you. Feel how much.” He ground his groin against her, his erection evident. The panic she’d held at bay broke loose, rampaging inside her.

“Robbie, please,” she moaned, pleading with him despite her resolve to remain calm.

“Oh, you want it now, darlin’? Cause I love when you say my name.” He ground against her again.

He was going to rape her that was assured, and he’d probably kill her. She’d seen that homicidal rage in his dark eyes. She wedged a hand between them and pushed. “Stop.”

Robbie looked down and laughed before running the flat of the knife’s blade over her exposed collar bone. “Ah, yeah, I like this kind of foreplay, Addy. I’ve been waiting so long for you. I want to savor every second.” He snapped his teeth at her like a dog.

Out of the corner of her eye, Addy saw Charlotte.

Oh, shit.

No, no, no.

“Addy?” the little girl called uncertainly.

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