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“Then you better take my bounty tonight.”
He grabs my ass. “Can I take your booty too?”
This feels so right. “Yes, you may.”
It makes me want to rush home, but we revel in this for another hour until his nephew is exhausted, and his sister, Renie, is in our driveway picking him up.
“Good night!” I wave to her from the front porch as she closes her car door.
The night has quieted. The sidewalks have cleared of the holiday revelers. The light of the full Hunter’s Moon filters through the tree branches, their leaves fluttering in the breeze.
I’m stilled by the moment. Redix is inside, getting ready for our celebration while I draw a deep breath, so happy until…
The low rumble of an engine pulls me back, drawing my attention to a black sedan, a BMW. It slowly drives by our new house.
I stare at the tinted windows and can’t see who’s driving, but…
Something feels off.
I go back inside, locking the front door and hitting the alarm code. My service gun is in a safe under the new nightstand by our bed, with my police radio charging on top.
We’re safe.
I let it go, the odd feeling, for the rest of the night. It’s not hard with a distraction like Redix Dean wanting to play dirty pirate, and I’m his wanton wench. Hell, we don’t even need the costumes.
“Four eighty.” My radio splits the night air hours later. “We have a wellness check requested for a ‘Charlie Ravenel.’ White female. Thirty-four. Daufuskie Island. Last seen at four p.m.”
The grab for my radio with that name; it’s instant.
“Bryant. One forty. I’ll take it.” It’s not classified as a priority call, but it is to me.
Redix grumbles from his pillow. “Did they just say ‘Charlie Ravenel’?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m working with her. She’s detail for Riley Chase.” He rolls on his back, awake as I am now. “Is she okay?”
“I don’t know.” It’s five hours until daylight. I can’t go on the water, not on duty, and not without backup. And the office is slammed tonight. It’s Saturday and Halloween; other calls take priority.
But I want this one. Charlie Ravenel saved me years ago. And like hell if I won’t return the favor.
I try to sleep a few hours in Redix’s arms, but it won’t work. At least it soothes my nerves, feeling grateful for this life with him now, but I’m worried about another woman.
Is Charlie okay?
I’m dressed before dawn. Grabbing my puffy jacket from the walk-in closet, it stills me—my clothes hang on one side, Redix’s on the other.
Wow. How life can change on a dime.
And sometimes, thankfully, for the better.
“Tell her I said ‘hey,’” Redix calls out from our bed while I clip my belt on. “Tell her I still owe her a day fishing.”
I hope that’s the case. That it’s something harmless, but I know the hell that Charlie Ravenel and Daniel Pierce have been through this past year. They’ve faced down lethal threats.
“Will do.” I lean over, kissing Redix goodbye. “I’ll be back later.”
“I’ll be waiting.” He grabs my pillow and hugs it to him with a grin.
