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“I felt cool air on my face. I thought you’d opened the door or window to get some fresh air in the room. But when I opened my eyes, a man was…s-standing…over me.”
His fingers bit into her spine before he swept her into his lap. “Did you see his face?”
“He was wearing a ski mask.”
“Jesus Christ.”
“I can’t even remember the color of his eyes. I was too terrified that he’d kill me.”
“Did he speak to you?”
“He started to, but I screamed.”
Julius made a low, grating noise. Now that her focus shifted from her own fear, she noted how his muscles strained. They were so tense, she swore she heard them vibrating.
He looked up. “Jennings. Get the footage from the security cameras.”
“On it. I’ll fill in the other guys.”
Lark stood. “I’ll dust for fingerprints.”
Avalynn shouldn’t be surprised that the woman knew how to do that, but she was grateful to have such an efficient team around her. Yet even an entire task force couldn’t be everywhere. They hadn’t been able to stop that man from scaling the building and entering through her balcony door.
Her hands were icy, and she wrung them in her lap.
Julius touched one. “She’s freezing. Heidi, get a blanket.”
Seconds later, a heavy throw blanket surrounded her. Julius enfolded her closer to his body. With her ear pressed over his heart, she finally felt safe again.
And loved.
“I should take her away for a couple days.”
Heidi spoke first. “Where will you take her?”
“Somewhere even more private.”
She could only guess once her team leaked those wedding photos that her stalker had followed the trail straight to her.
“You’d only go for a couple days?” Lark asked.
“Like…four at most. She has the time in her schedule before the next stop on the tour. I don’t even think she should go to that.”
She roused. “I can’t miss it. It’s the music festival!”
He pushed out a sigh. “Then you won’t miss it. But we should do RVs. That tour bus stands out. A lot.”
Her face was plastered on the side of that bus so everybody they passed knew who was inside.
“We managed the plane tickets, but the FBI doesn’t pay for honeymoons, Julius,” Clay said.
Avalynn lifted her head from the pillow of his chest. “I could.”
Suddenly, the idea of being alone with her new husband lifted her spirits. Excitement fizzled inside her, replacing some of the icy fear she’d woken to when she saw that man leaning over her. All she recalled was the cold stare on her but couldn’t make out his eyes at all. Why couldn’t she remember the color or shape?
“I can pay for a honeymoon,” she repeated.
He stroked a hand down her back. “Not necessary. I made a friend on my last op. He offered us his island mansion.”
