His to Possess by Delores Fossen

Author:Delores Fossen [Fossen, Delores]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781460336342
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-10-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Olivia dreamed. A nightmare. Or rather the nightmare. The fear. The violence.

The blood.

And a violent storm.

Only the storm was crystal clear. Everything else was a tangle of images and muffled sounds. Nothing that she could latch onto, but they certainly latched onto her. She woke, jackknifing to a sitting position with the scream wedged in her throat.

“It’s okay,” someone said.

Lucian.

It took her a moment to get her bearings in the dark guestroom of his house. The only illumination came from the streetlight threading through the edges of the curtains. She couldn’t actually see the window, but Olivia could hear the rain spitting against the glass.

So, the storm had been real.

Lucian, too.

He was sitting in the chair that’d been pulled up beside the bed. He reached out, took her hand, brushed a kiss on it.

Nothing like the kiss he’d given her earlier in his office.

But it was exactly the kind of kiss Olivia needed now. Comforting and reassuring. Something she shouldn’t be feeling since Lucian was still practically a stranger to her.

In the normal sense of the word, anyway.

He sat there in the darkness. Their gazes connected. He was naked. Well, almost. He was wearing just a pair of boxers, but with her senses and imagination firing on all cylinders, Olivia had no trouble imaging him naked.

“You should try to go back to sleep,” he added, his voice comforting, too. “You need to rest.”

“So do you,” she reminded him right back.

In fact, that was the reason he’d given her for putting her in the guestroom rather than his own bed—so she could rest. But the nightmares were making sure that didn’t happen. There’d been a constant stream of them for the past five hours or so.

At least it wouldn’t be long before daylight, and being awake with the real memories might be easier than sleeping with the nightmarish ones.

Especially since this was the thirtieth anniversary of Marissa and Lucian’s murders.

Was that why the images were getting stronger? The feelings, too?

Olivia wanted to dismiss it all, but it was hard to dismiss something that was consuming her.

In addition to the dreams, there was their peeping Tom. Or a peeping killer/photographer. The PI had found cameras mounted on trees and buildings next to Lucian’s house and office. Cameras aimed at the windows.

The killer had seen plenty through those lenses.

Lucian and her kissing. The photos they’d looked at. The pages of Marissa’s journal. Lucian’s hands in her pants. And him going down on her in his office at home. Talk about getting an eyeful.

And a total violation their privacy.

It felt as if she was being attacked all over again, and that nightmare certainly hadn’t helped.

“You think Salvetti will find out who set up those cameras?” she asked.

“Probably.” But his tone said otherwise.

Salvetti had already looked at the security footage from both Lucian’s office and house, and there were gaps in the images. Someone had apparently managed to jam the security system feed long enough to install the cameras. That, in turn, had caused Lucian to demand that Salvetti and his team put new security measures in place at the house.

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