The Red River Slayer by Katie Mettner

Author:Katie Mettner
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2024-01-05T19:33:03+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Mack’s hand rested on the doorknob, and he took a deep breath. It was time to clear the air with Charlotte. He turned the knob and pushed the door open just a crack. He put his lips to the opening to speak. “Char, it’s Mack. I’m coming in.”

He stood by the door and waited for a response that didn’t come. Charlotte was fooling herself if she thought he’d go away if she pretended to be asleep. He stepped into the room and turned the light on next to the bed, expecting to see her there. She wasn’t. Fear lanced his chest. Where was she? Had someone gotten to her?

A sound came from the bathroom, and he let out a sigh. His heart was pounding as he lowered himself to the bed and braced his hands on his knees. This case was getting to him, and so was this woman. He was about to do something he’d never done before, and the mere idea of being that open with someone scared him.

The bathroom door opened, and he lifted his head to come face-to-face with Char wrapped in a towel and nothing else. Her long hair was damp around the edges but hung free without a tie.

“Mack? Wha—what are you doing in here?” He noticed her hands pull the towel a little tighter around herself, but it was too late. He was already imagining her without it.

“We need to talk, Char.”

“Not tonight, Mack. We’re both tired, and Cal is giving us a chance to get some sleep.”

“This won’t take long,” he promised, standing and taking the robe off the bathroom door. He held it out for Charlotte to slip her arms in, and she stared him down for a solid minute before she turned her back and slid one arm into the robe. She grasped the towel with that hand and slipped her other one in, tying it around her before letting the towel fall.

She may be good at keeping herself hidden, but he saw her and liked all of her. She was wrong if she thought he didn’t notice her beautiful skin that glowed in the light of the lamp or the swell of her breasts from under the towel. He noticed all of her, the good and what she thought was bad, but he knew he wanted all of her. He was positive convincing Char of that would be more difficult than it should be.

He hung the towel on the bathroom doorknob and motioned for her to sit on the bed. “What do you want, Mack?” she asked, her fingers toying with the bathrobe’s belt.

“I want to talk. You said could have, should have and would have are dangerous because they’re past tense.”

Char lifted her gaze to his. “So?”

“I talked to Eric, and he said some things that surprised me about the mission that day.”

“Things like it wasn’t your fault, and you did nothing wrong?”

“That and how others could have died, including me, had I opened the other door to load the family for the transport.

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