Chapters (60)
- TITLE PAGE
- COPYRIGHT PAGE
- CONTENTS
- START READING
- 1 HIM
- 2 MARISA
- 3 MARISA
- 4 BRIT
- 5 MARISA
- 6 BRIT
- 7 MARISA
- 8 HIM
- 9 MARISA
- 10 MARISA
- 11 HIM
- 12 MARISA
- 13 MARISA
- 14 MARISA
- 15 HIM
- 16 MARISA
- 17 RICHARDS
- 18 MARISA
- 19 MARISA
- 20 MARISA
- 21 BRIT
- 22 MARISA
- 23 MARISA
- 24 HIM
- 25 MARISA
- 26 HIM
- 27 MARISA
- 28 MARISA
- 29 BRIT
- 30 JO-JO
- 31 MARISA
- 32 MARISA
- 33 MARISA
- 34 RICHARDS
- 35 JO-JO
- 36 HIM
- 37 JACK
- 38 MARISA
- 39 MARISA
- 40 BRIT
- 41 MARISA
- 42 HIM
- 43 JO-JO
- 44 MARISA
- 45 HIM
- 46 RICHARDS
- 47 MARISA
- 48 BRIT
- 49 MARISA
- 50 MARISA
- 51 MARISA
- 52 MARISA
- 53 MARISA
- 54 BRIT
- EPILOGUE MARISA
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I opened my security app and discovered the cameras had been pulled off-line. I turned to leave, willing to dial 9-1-1 and be seen as a fool for calling in a false alarm. My hand was on the chain when footsteps sounded in the back hallway. I whirled around.
In the shadows, I could see the outline of a man. It couldn’t be David. There was no way he could have beaten me here. Kurt didn’t have a key. Maintenance wasn’t scheduled. And then the man stepped closer into the light.
“Jack.” I was as confused as I was startled and also relieved. “What’s going on? If Jo-Jo called you, I’m fine.”
His face was calm, but even when he’d been breaking up barroom fights at J.J.’s Pub, he’d never gotten upset. “She told me you went to see David.”
“Just a visit. To talk about engagement pictures.” I wanted to keep my theories about David between Richards and me for now.
He moved toward the counter, so sure of himself, as if he belonged here. But that was Jack. I’d never seen him endure an uncomfortable moment. “Marisa. You okay? You look rattled.”
“I’m fine. How did you get into my apartment? Where’s Jo-Jo?”
“She called me and told me you were upset. I told her not to worry about you. And I own this building. Having a master key is one of the perks.”
“You bought the entire building? When?”
His grin broadened. “Last year. Business has been good.”
I knew him well enough to show my anger. Friends didn’t have the right to waltz in here. “That doesn’t give you the right to come in here.”
“But we’re old friends, and we never get a chance to catch up. Besides, we’ve a few things to talk about.”
It was as if I hadn’t spoken. “You broke into my apartment.”
His casual, easy smile added menace, not charm. “So much for dashing to a lady’s rescue.”
“Why would I need rescue? Is it because I went to see David?”
“Let’s sit down. Have a drink. There are a few things we need to discuss.”
“I don’t drink.”
“That’s not true. Jo-Jo told me about your fall from grace.”
“That booze is not mine.”
He removed the bottle’s top. “I must say I was disappointed at first, but then decided it’s okay if you do drink. Booze always calmed you down.” He carefully filled each shot glass.
“Did you learn that trick from Brit?” I asked. “Keep her drugged so she’s easier to handle?”
“She told me you could get agitated when you were a child. She learned how to calm you down from your mother.”