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This sick fuck follows me around this island.
I knew he was watching me through the window of the surf shop, trying on bikinis. No shock; he likes yellow. It’s his M.O.
“Wear it,” he insists, “and come out tonight. I’ll buy you a few shots.”
That’s also TJ’s M.O.—buying women more than a few shots.
I can prove that, but it’s not a crime. Still, I know how guilty he is, and one day, I’ll dish out my sentence.
No matter what.
“Not with this ankle.” Right now, I need this monster to leave. Redix’s rage is palpable. I make myself flirt. “I’ll let you know when I’m ready for you.”
Never before have I taken it this far with TJ.
He’s been after me since I was fifteen, like he marked me as his and tormented all who challenged his claim, especially Redix. TJ’s family moved here when we were teens, and he’s been obsessed with me ever since.
One day on the school bus, he and Gentry Evans came after me, insulting my mama and mocking Redix, who wasn’t there that day to protect me. No, he was on some modeling job, and I was alone.
I had no one to save me.
And I felt it.
The threat of those two boys. Of just how much they wanted to have me, to hurt me. I’d never felt fear that great. It surged tears over my eyes.
But then that girl—Charlie Ravenel—stood up on the bus.
She was a senior and such a badass. No one messed with her. She told them to leave me alone and punched TJ in the dick. Then she looked at me while I cowered in my seat, like, “Always fight back.”
My life changed after that.
Thanks to Charlie, those boys left me alone for a while, and I swore… never would I feel that helpless again.
My dad enrolled me in Krav Maga for self-defense, and I was obsessed with earning a black belt.
But belts can’t protect me from TJ’s obsession.
Not then. Not now. He’s still after me.
To be fair, I’m equally obsessed with him, but for another reason.
That reason has my mouth flirting with TJ while my heart twists with Redix watching me do it.
Because I’m not defenseless anymore.
No, I’m lethal.
This is my fight now… to the bitter end.
Satisfaction at his victory has TJ smiling like he can’t believe his change of luck.
“That’s a deal I’ll make you keep, Sergeant.”
No, he makes me cringe while he aims for his usual prowl toward the beach.
Once he disappears on the other side of the dunes, I slow my glance back to Redix. If I thought I saw hatred on him before, wrong. It’s oozing from him and burning my way.
God, please. Do another woman a solid. Please make this deal worth it.
