White Widow by Kaitlyn Cross

Author:Kaitlyn Cross [Cross, Kaitlyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-12-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Some Weird Blair Witch Thing

Curling a leg beneath me, I stare at the nine-millimeter resting next to me on the couch. It’s black and heavy and I’ve only shot it one time when Jack took me to a range on the outskirts of town. This was right after three pretty blonds went missing here in Cottage Grove. Some monster slit their throats before hanging them, sending the town into lockdown. Fortunately, they caught the sick bastard, but now there’s a new monster in town. A soft knock stirs me from my thoughts and I thank the good Lord above he did not ring that Godforsaken doorbell. Shoving the gun under a navy-blue pillow with silver trim, sweet relief floods my system. It feels like I’m floating across the hardwood flooring because, just like always, he’s here now and everything is okay.

I open the door and my eyes automatically slide down the black t-shirt hugging his frame, landing on the duffel bag hanging from his shoulder.

“You mind?” Lincoln says, lifting his brow.

Pulling the door back, I step aside and try not to breathe in his sweet scent as he passes by. I know it’s his secret weapon, one that’s futile to resist. My insides tighten as I shut the door and double lock it. Lincoln stops to look around, filling the foyer like a proud Italian statue guarding The Colosseum on a damp, foggy night. My eyes drop to the nice ass filling out his jeans and my pulse responds.

“Why does it smell like an Abercrombie store in here?”

“Oh,” I say, padding a new pair of purple Nikes into the living room. “My realtor just left and she really packs on the perfume. Super funny girl though. If I wasn’t sacred out of my mind, I might’ve laughed a little.”

Lincoln lets the bag slide from his shoulder to an armchair that matches the couch and loveseat. “Everything is going to be fine. Now, show me the cigarettes.”

“What’s in the bag? Guns?”

“Clothes.”

My heart swells. “You’re going to stay?”

“Yeah, but I only brought two changes of clothing so try not to rip them off my body this time.”

“Me?” I roll my eyes and head for the French doors, grumbling under my breath. Out back, he kneels down to examine the pile of burnt butts hiding in the house’s shade. “Camels,” he announces, holding one up to the light.

“I knew it!” I purse my lips in disgust. “It’s like some weird Blair Witch thing.”

Dropping it back to the pile, he straightens up and brushes his hands together. “Looks like he’s been here more than once.”

My eyebrows pull together because I never considered that option. I assumed the creep was here for one long perv-out session, not multiple occasions. Right outside my bathroom window! I cover my mouth, shaking from a sudden spike of adrenaline.

“Probably climbing the fence in back,” Lincoln says, staring off into the wooded lot. “Too bad you don’t have a dog.”

“I wanted to get one but Jack was allergic.”

“I know.” Lincoln’s eyes fall back to the cigarettes.

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