Heart of a Devil by Morgan James

Author:Morgan James
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Morgan James
Published: 2021-02-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Vince

I held out my hand. “Come walk with me?”

“At night?” She darted a quick look toward the beach before slipping her palm into mine. “Are we allowed to do that?”

I managed to bite back a smile. “Nothing that says we can’t,” I replied. “Wait till you see the moonlight on the water. You’re gonna love it.”

I helped her off my lap then stood, reveling in the feel of her tiny fingers in mine. It was a terrible idea, but one I hadn’t been able to talk myself out of. She was just a job, and our time together would be over just as soon as the police found her stalker. According to Con’s last message, they were investigating a few new leads, one of which sounded promising. I wasn’t sure how much time Jana and I actually had left, so I wanted to make sure she enjoyed every minute. I tried to focus on her and not the disappointment that had settled like lead in my gut. I knew this was all for show, but I couldn’t help how right it felt to have her by my side.

I slipped several bills into the folio on the table and tucked her sunglasses into the neckline of my shirt. Tightening my fingers around hers, I tugged her toward the wide steps that led down to the beach. At the bottom, I pulled her to a stop and motioned for her to remove her shoes. I held her hand while she bent over to remove first one sandal, then the other. No matter how stupid it was, I couldn’t force myself to let go of her hand. A smile curved my mouth at the sight of her stepping out of her sandals. Little brat had been playing footsie with me under the table. At first, I thought it was an accident, so I’d pretended I hadn’t even noticed. But then she hadn’t moved. I’d been tempted to reach under the table and pull her foot into my lap, show her exactly what she was doing to me.

She straightened and I took the shoes from her, letting them dangle from my fingertips as I propelled her onto the sand, still slightly warm from the sun. I watched her expression light up as she took in the moonlight rippling over the ocean. “It’s so beautiful.”

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her. “It is,” I agreed, not referring to the ocean at all. She darted a look at me, and I swear I could see her cheeks flare pink at my implication. I squeezed her hand. “Want to walk down to the water?”

“Sure.”

Hand in hand, we picked our way across the sand down to the edge of the surf. She jumped back as the cool water lapped over her toes. I reluctantly released her as she began to look for stray shells buried in the sand.

“It’s better to look for them after high tide,” I said. “The ocean brings all the shells in at high tide, then leaves them when it goes back out.

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