Her Saint: A Masked Stalker Romance by Harmony West

Author:Harmony West [West, Harmony]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Westword Press
Published: 2024-02-28T00:00:00+00:00

I grind my teeth for the thirty seconds it takes Zayden to respond.

Depends on what you’re cooking. Yellow is the most flavorful.

“I suggest a yellow onion. Adds more flavor.” I hold one out to Cecilia, and she blinks big doll eyes at me. The same as my muse’s, but a soft shade of brown rather than Briar’s vibrant blue. She must’ve gotten her pale irises from her father.

Cecilia’s soft, round face breaks into a wide smile. “Oh, thank you! I’ll have to try that. I’m making dinner for my daughter tonight.”

I mirror her smile. “I believe I actually know your daughter. Briar Shea, right?”

Her brows rise. “That’s right. You know Briar?”

I hold out a hand to her. “I’m Saint. I’m friends with your daughter. She told me you’d be in town, and you two just look so similar.”

“Oh my goodness! I’m so happy to meet one of Briar’s friends. Do you have plans for tonight? I’m making pot roast!”

“That sounds delicious, but I couldn’t impose.”

Cecilia waves her hand dismissively. “You can’t impose if you’re invited. I’d love to get to know one of Briar’s friends. The only one she ever talks about is Mack.”

“They’re inseparable,” I confirm. Most nights when I find myself outside Briar’s window, Mack’s car is in the driveway. Other than Mack’s blonde hair and an obvious height difference—Mack at five-foot-six and Briar at a generous five feet—they have few physical differences. The shapes of their faces and shades of their eyes such a close match, you’d almost think they were sisters.

“How did you and Briar meet?” Cecilia leads the way to the beef.

I take the basket from her arm and she beams at me. “We met at the Auburn Institute, actually. Technically, I’m her student.”

“Oh really? She’s so secretive sometimes. Getting her to tell me about her life is like pulling teeth. How has that professor been behaving?” Her lips purse. “I know she was having some trouble with him at the beginning of the semester.”

My spine stiffens at the mention of Professor Molester, but I keep a smile fixed to my face for her mother’s benefit. “His behavior toward her seems a little too . . . familiar at times. But I keep an eye out for her.”

Briar’s mother grabs a roast and places it inside the basket before she takes my hand and pats it. “I’m so happy to hear she has such a good friend looking out for her.”

“To be honest,” I admit as we head for the register, “I have a bit of a crush on her. Maybe you can put in a good word.”

She laughs at my teasing tone, but she brightens. “That’s wonderful news! Briar needs a good man in her life. She’s a tough nut to crack, but once you do, you won’t find anyone with a bigger heart.”

Her mother reminds me so much of my own. Briar is her pride and joy, the same as I was for my mother. I can tell just by her eyes how much she loves her daughter.

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