Page 34 of Protecting Lindsay


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No.

The man was driving her insane.

So where are you? Back at your place?

She waited and waited. And just before she put her phone down, it lit up again. Another message from Blake.

In your bed.

Her breath left her body in one swoosh. Oh, my. How was she supposed to sleep, knowing he was in her bed? Her message had only one word.

Why?

Minutes later, there was another message.

What do you put in the perfume you wear?

What kind of a question was that?

Lavender and ylang-ylang.

She waited. Why would he want to know that? In the next heartbeat, she had her answer.

Your pillow has the same smell

She stared at the words for a long time before she sent her message.

Miss you too

The minute she’d sent it, she wished she hadn’t. But the two blue marks appeared—he’d seen her words. No taking back what she’d said.

Three dots appeared, disappeared again. She waited. Finally.

I prefer the French version. Goodnight.

French version? Of what? What a weird message. And the “goodnight” obviously meant he was done sending messages.

She put her phone down, switched off the light, and pulled the blanket over her. Everyone else in the apartment was probably already in bed. The only sound was the throb of city life far away.

Nights in Alisson were quiet. She’d had to get used to that after she and Charlie had moved there from the bustling city of Johannesburg in South Africa.

Turning on her side, she closed her eyes. French version. French version of what? He’d sent her a message about her scent; she’d decided it meant he missed her. That was why she’d sent her message, but obviously he’d meant something different or... Thoughts collided and her heart did a double flip.

Quickly, she switched on the light and picked up her phone. Surely Google would know how to translate “I miss you” to French.

Minutes later she stared at the small screen.Tu me manques.She wouldn’t know how to pronounce the French words, but the direct translation made her heart sigh:You are missing from me.

Long after she’d switched off the light again, she found herself still smiling.





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