(MSRP: 6.0000)
Available in Print
Christa Bailey is one cut away from making the Olympic softball team when threats from an obsessed fan jeopardize her dream, and her safety. Forced to put her life on hold, she reluctantly turns to ERT officer Rayne Hutchinson for help, praying the police catch her stalker before she is cut from the team or does something stupid, like fall in love with her unattainable protector. But Christa's stalker is something far more sinister than either of them could have imagined. With her life at stake, can Rayne keep Christa safe from this patient predator?
Rose
PRINT ISBN 1-60154-310-7
(296 pages) Spicy
Excerpt:
To get rid of him she blurted, “Well, it was nice to meet you.” Fumbling with her keys in preparation to activate the remote locking system, she gave him an impersonal smile.
“I'll see you into your car, just to make sure you're okay. I wouldn't want anything to happen to you.”
His quiet words sent a spurt of adrenaline through her veins, those disturbingly bleak eyes sliding over her body, making her feel exposed. Shivering in the balmy May evening, she tried to ignore the inner voice whispering warnings in her head.
As fast as she could, she lugged the gear over to her truck and loaded it in back. When she finished he was still standing there, expressionless but for the weird glow in his eyes. Was he planning on trying anything? Her pulse jolted. Maybe she should have kept a hold on one of those bats, just in case. She almost dove for the driver's side, scrambled into the cab.
When she looked up he was standing next to her door. Christa barely stifled the gasp that rose in her throat.
“It was nice to meet you, finally,” he said, watching her with that eerily intent gaze. “I'll see you next game.”
Great. Either he wasn't getting her signals of disinterest, or worse, he chose to ignore them.
“Drive carefully,” he added, stepping back from the truck. His mercurial eyes seemed to glitter at her in the darkness. “Most accidents happen at night when you're close to home.”
Her heart leapt. Was he threatening her?
Swallowing the lump of fear trying to lodge in her throat, she pretended she hadn't heard him over the rumble of the engine and sped off. Turning out of the parking lot, she took a last glance in her side mirror and found him standing there, perfectly still, watching her drive away.
