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I didn’t know how to explain it, to understand it, but as Brett drove up the driveway, it was there. Magic. A calm in the storm.
I’d felt it swirling around me with Vicky and Howard’s concern, the way Roger took the kids to their house and Lo stayed behind because she didn’t want to leave my side. When the news hit, the storm that was already brewing was just compounded.
Seeing the beams from Brett’s headlights turning onto our driveway, a tranquil feeling settled in me. Over the week, I went through all the emotions. Numb. Being scared. Grief. Trying to run. Today, I was okay.
I was dealing. I was good.
It was Brett.
He wasn’t the detective like Travis. He wasn’t the one with military training like Howard. He was an athlete, but he’d grown up hard. He was like me.
I went out into the darkness with the house lit up behind me. Everyone was up. Cops were still here, and a couple FBI people. They were all talking to each other, leaving me alone.
I knew they were watching me.
I wanted to get away from their eyes, but it was also Brett. He drew me to him like a magnet.
As he pulled up right in front of me, he held my gaze through the window. He’d not showered. He’d warned me about that, but he still looked delectable.
His lips curved up. His eyes warmed, and when he opened his door, I flew to him.
He caught me, and in the blink of an eye, he lifted me and his mouth fused to mine.
It was like this with us, every time. The same insatiable need for each other. We’d been starved of something that only the other could give.
He turned and sat me down in the passenger seat next to him.
His lips never left mine.
Moving his hand to the back of my neck, he anchored me as he took charge. Tendrils of lust pushed away any worry. Need pulsed through me, building with each throb. Growing. Rising. That hunger was almost its own entity, taking me over.
I surged up, wrapping my arms around his neck, pressing as close to him as I could get.
He groaned, resting his forehead to mine.
I panted a little, my heart racing. “Hi.”
He flashed me a grin back. “Hi.”
A light flashed behind him as the door to the house opened. Lo was coming our way, her head down, her hair tucked behind her ears. She glanced over her shoulder to the house, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth.
Brett rolled down his window.
“So they sent me out since you two were necking like teenagers,” she announced, rolling her eyes. “And also, ugh. Is that what I have to look forward to with my girls? I don’t think I’ll be able to handle it. Roger most certainly won’t. He’ll be pressed against the door every time the girls come back from the date, a fake rifle in hand. He’s not a real gun guy at all. Though, that makes me love him even more. But anyway…” She stopped, probably trying to remember her original message. “Right. The two FBI agents are freaking out. They say they’re stationed here to protect you. They want to know if you’re going somewhere.”
“I’m going to Brett’s,” I told her.
She looked over her shoulder. “I think they’re going to argue with that.”
No. “There’s been no threat against me.”
Lo shook her head. “There have been and you know it.”
“The normal ones. Right?”
“There’s one they’re worried about. The Feds are still combing through the rest of Dad’s computer. They wanted to take everything in with them, but he raised hell since he still needs that for work and stuff. So they’re copying everything, but yeah, there’s one standing out from the normal lunatics. I might’ve overheard all of that.” She frowned. “Why are you fighting this? You know you’re a target. All the profilers are saying you are. You, yourself, have said you are.”
“Could they park outside your place?” I asked Brett.
