Seduced by a Dangerous Man by Cleo Peitsche

Author:Cleo Peitsche
Language: eng
Format: epub

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I slept through my first alarm. And the second, apparently. Something made me wake up at 4:00 and glance at the time. I lay there a moment, thinking I had the day off, then shot out of bed when I realized I didn’t.

My head pounded at the sudden change in posture, but no time to baby myself. It had to be admitted: I couldn’t keep going to bed late and then start work just a few hours after. It was killing me.

Rather than waste time brushing my teeth, I squeezed a pea-sized drop of toothpaste onto a finger and shoved it in my mouth. I worked it around with my tongue while I pulled on my uniform. I put jeans under the skirt. It would make changing faster.

No time to comb my hair. Though I doubted anyone would notice the difference.

I flew down the steps and onto the sidewalk. Butch was parked across the street, his enormous head propped against the glass of his car’s window, eyes closed, mouth slightly open. I didn’t have to hear him to know he was snoring like a beast.

I considered rapping on his window to wake him—he should have to suffer if he was going to tail me—but I figured he would hear my junker of a car start up, so I let him be. At the top of the street, I cast a glance into my rear-view mirror and saw he was still conked out.

It figured. The first time I had complete freedom from the creeps, and I was heading into my glamorous job.

Because I was unescorted, I took a little detour. It had been a few days since I’d checked on the SUV to make sure no one had smashed in the windows or stolen the tires. A quick pass now would save me a sneak-out that evening.

I turned down the street and almost immediately screeched to a halt.

Someone had stolen the tires, alright.

And everything on top of them.

The space the SUV had occupied was inconceivably empty, a black hole I couldn’t wrap my mind around no matter how long I sat there blinking at it. The spacing of the cars on either side suggested it hadn’t been gone long at all.

I popped my car into park and got out, stunned. There weren’t any telltale piles of shattered glass on the ground. I walked over to where the truck had been and turned in a circle, hoping I’d parked in a different spot but had forgotten. Then I checked the parking signs; sometimes the county changed the zoning with no notice. They were the same. I was actually hoping it had been towed… though I had no proof that the truck was mine, so I wouldn’t have been able to get it back.

Hell. It wasn’t mine.

And now it was gone.

And I was going to be late to work.

I hurried back to my car and drove away, my eyes peeled every minute of my commute in the desperate hope that I might happen across the truck, that the thieves hadn’t gotten far.

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