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A nice way to finish off a good day.
As I’m going towards my car, I’m aware of someone calling my name and footsteps. I turn, only to stare as Elle is hurrying towards me.
“Elle? What…?”
I don’t get any further before Elle throws her arms around me and buries her face in my neck. For a second, I have no idea what’s going on. Then I wrap my arms around her and hold her as she gulps in air in shaky breaths.
Then she’s kissing me. My arousal stirs at the feel of her mouth on mine and her body pressing up against me, but I fight it back. I can tell that Elle is in some distress, and she’s not looking for sex. She wants comfort.
What’s happened?
Elle breaks the kiss suddenly, her cheeks flushed and her breathing heavily. She opens her eyes, and I see the fear there. Something has really scared her. She swallows.
“I really needed that.”
“Elle? What’s happened?”
“Just…” Her hands run over my shoulders, her fingers digging in through my jacket. “I just had a bit of an unnerving experience.”
Now I’m getting paranoid. Fumbling with my keys, I get my car unlocked and led Elle over, urging her into the passenger seat. Then I get in behind the wheel, locking the doors as an afterthought. We sit there in silence for a moment, Elle leaning back against the headrest with her eyes closed. She looks worn out.
“What happened, Elle?” I ask. “Did something happen at work?”
“Sort of.”
“What does that mean? Did you get one of the models harassing you?”
She shakes her head.
“No, nothing like that. I can handle all of that. But I…I might have a stalker.”
“What?”
“Well, both of us might have a stalker. But I think it’s mostly me as the target.”
Stalker? That came out of nowhere. I turn to face her.
“I think you need to start from the beginning. You’re scaring me now, Elle.”
Elle sighs. She reaches out and takes my hand.
“I’m sorry, Luke. Diane told me to go home, and I didn’t know what to do. I just drove around for a while until I decided to find you.” She bites her lip. “I didn’t want to bother you, but…”
“You can bother me all you want, especially if you’re shaken up.” I squeeze her hand. “You know you can rely on me.”
“I know.”
I wait. I can tell that Elle’s still trying to get things sorted out in her head. If I’m honest, if I found out that I had a stalker, I would be in a mess as well. That’s not something I would be able to cope with, either.
“Someone was trying to get into our studio,” Elle says, her eyes fixed forward as she speaks. “The models we were with caught him trying to get in. When he left, he dropped his camera. There were photos of me, of us, all through the memory card.”
“Are you saying someone’s been watching you for a while.”
Elle nods.
“The first photo is of me dropping Amy off at kindergarten. The outfit she’s in was at the start of the week.”
“Are you saying someone’s been following you for a week?”
