Midnight Caller (The Chasing Evil Trilogy - Book 1) by Leslie Tentler

Midnight Caller (The Chasing Evil Trilogy - Book 1) by Leslie Tentler

Author:Leslie Tentler [Tentler, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Thrillers, Fiction, Suspense, General
ISBN: 9781408956007
Google: xsV9BxmNXrAC
Publisher: MIRA
Published: 2011-11-01T01:45:25+00:00


She’d left on the tulip lamp beside the bed. But when Rain awoke, its dusky yellow glow had been extinguished. The bedroom was bathed in shadow, the house quiet and the sky outside still black. Calling softly for Trevor in the darkness, Rain pushed back the covers and got out of bed. She felt the chill of the house’s air conditioner on her limbs as she went into the hall.

She found him downstairs, sitting on the cushioned seat of the bay window in the parlor. A contented Dahlia was curled up and purring beside him. Trevor’s feet were bare, and he wore jeans and a white T-shirt that stood out against the moonlight pouring through the window. He watched as she approached. Rain wrapped her arms around herself, aware she hadn’t taken time to put on a robe over the delicate gown.

“I made coffee.” His voice was roughened from several hours of disuse, and he lifted the cup in his hand to show her. Rain noticed his gun tucked into the pillows piled against the back of the window seat. She wondered if he’d slept any, then realized with some guilt that staying up all night was probably an essential part of pulling guard duty.

“What time is it?”

“A little after five.” He stroked Dahlia’s head as he spoke. “I checked on you earlier. You were out like a light.”

He must have turned off the lamp beside her bed. The thought of him watching over her as she slept made her heartbeat quicken. She gazed at him as he sipped from the cup, his lean, masculine fingers curling around the fine bone china.

“I had a bad dream,” she admitted softly. “I think it woke me up.”

“I’m not surprised.” He set the cup on the window ledge. Exhaling, Trevor leaned forward on the seat and bowed his head. Displeased with the change in position, Dahlia rose and stretched, then jumped to the floor and padded off toward the kitchen.

“What you went through in this room,” he said finally, making a small, helpless gesture with his hands. “If anything had happened to you—”

She stopped him. “It didn’t.”

“I’m supposed to keep an emotional distance for this very reason.” Trevor swallowed hard, and his words lowered to a whisper. “But I haven’t been able to, Rain…not where you’re concerned.”

Moved by his confession, she inched closer to him until her legs brushed the coarse denim of his jeans. Trevor looked up at her as the silence deepened around them in the room’s shadows. The need built in her to be held by him, feeling almost like a physical ache. Standing, he slowly reached out to run his thumb over her cheek. Rain’s fingers encircled his wrist. She wanted him so badly, she realized, needed his mouth and his body to distract her, if only for a little while.

“I need to forget what happened here,” she said, her voice shaking. “Help me do that, Trevor. Please.”

She turned her head to place a kiss against the palm that cradled her face, causing Trevor to release a ragged, uneven breath.



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