Sunday. Tabby Grissler's Home, Washington, DC.TABBY CHECKED HER PHONE again. Days like today she really missed her best friend. Yvonne had a whole life and exhausting days being a mother now. Tabby couldn't fault her friend for not answering every text or call immediately.She armed her security system and dropped her purse on the table by the front door.While her best friend might be otherwise occupied, Tabby's mother was not.She stared at the missed call, dread sitting in her stomach like a twenty pound weight.Better to just get it over with.Tabby hit dial on the missed call and headed for the stairs."Teddy bear, darling.""Hi, Mom." Tabby relaxed a tiny bit at the warm greeting."Where were you this morning? We missed you at church."She bit the inside of her mouth. Tabby had gradually managed to back off attending her family's church. These days she was expected to attend once a month and she was running out of Sundays."Yeah, I was going to come, but
Sunday. Liberty Bar, Washington, DC.JAMIE SAT STARING AT his phone in a back booth of the Liberty Bar.He had no idea why she was forcing his hand. Maybe she didn't like owing anything? If that were the case, he'd probably just screwed himself over with the order. Whatever her reason was, he was curious and nervous about seeing her again in a casual setting.His phone chimed with a single word text: Here.Jamie placed his phone face down on the furthest edge of the table and watched the front doors of the trendy bar for her familiar red hair.Sure enough, a moment later the entry lights glinted off that messy bun.Jamie stood, catching her eye from across the bar.Damn, he couldn't decide if he were lucky or cursed.She'd changed from her business clothes into a loose fitting blue dress belted at the waist. It had some kind of little print on it he couldn't make out.Tabby's smile was different. Stiff."What's wrong?" he asked as she got closer.Her brows rose
Sunday. Liberty Bar, Washington, DC.TABBY WASN'T DRUNK, BUT the ground was doing this pitching side-to-side thing that made her want to sit down. Only she wasn't going to plop down on the sidewalk.A strong arm wrapped around her waist. "Easy there."Jamie.She leaned her head against his shoulder and said a little thank you to that big fishbowl. Right now she needed to stay on her path, but she really wanted to feel Jamie's arms around her one more time. Getting extremely tipsy was the perfect compromise between the two, but he didn't have to know that."You sure you want to walk?" His voice rumbled in his chest."I'm just around the corner." And walking gave him the most excellent excuse to touch her.She was so going to keep crushing on him. Two hours of nothing but laughing, talking and drinking only confirmed that Jamie was so the kind of guy she'd normally go for. Only he seemed better somehow.It had to be the forbidden fruit angle.Hell, he hadn't even tri
At this rate Tabby would be surprised if they made it to the living room much less her bedroom.Jamie's fingers hooked under her panties, tugging at the thin band of material over her hip. She shifted and nipped his lip. Typically she was a fan of foreplay, but right now she just wanted him. Everything else was superfluous."God, you're sexy," he muttered against her mouth."Back at ya." She slid her hands under his jacket."Tabby?""Shut up." She kissed the corner of his mouth.He let go of her panties and grasped her arms, forcing them up over her head. A thrill went through her. Too many guys just didn't have it in them for a power move like this.Jamie bent his head, but not close enough for her to kiss."You're used to getting your way, aren't you?" His gaze narrowed.Why lie? "Yes.""We have to talk. Before this goes further.""Why?" That one word was made from pure whine.Lines creased his brow and he got that hot and angry look that only revved her engin
Tabby caught it and tore the packet, but her attention was mostly on him, watching his fingers unfasten the button and lower his zipper. Gray boxer briefs cradled him from view, but not for long. Jamie hooked his thumbs in his underwear and pushed the last of his clothes down his hips and off.Holy. Hell.The man was hung.She didn't know if she should be excited or nervous.Jamie planted on knee on the sofa between her calves, staring at her with a knowing smirk."What's wrong?" he asked.She held up the condom. "Not a damn thing."Tabby watched in fascination as he rolled the latex over himself. Given his attention to her details she couldn't see him being a selfish lover.He glanced at her, their gazes snagging and she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement.From the moment she'd met him she'd wanted this, and it was finally happening.Tabby reached for him, hooking her fingers in his and pulled him down on top of her. His weight pressed her into the cushi
Monday. Washington, DC.DALTON SAT IN THE back of the SUV. According to Skilton's last message, Tabby would be vulnerable. Soon.It was crazy to Dalton that this was happening. He still didn't understand why, nor did he have to. All that mattered to him was that his Congressional candidacy depended on him pulling off the abduction and murder of his ex-girlfriend.Well, actually, all Dalton had to do was sit here and watch. The men he'd hired would do the rest.It was a matter of time now.***Monday. Tabby Grissler's Home, Washington, DC.JAMIE SAT STRAIGHT UP, his mind clawing to consciousness.He knew that sound, but why was it so loud?"Move." A small hand shoved at his shoulder. "That's both our phones. Jamie."He scrambled off the bed along with Tabby to where the two phones sat on the dressing table charging.Hers read Zora Clark.His read Logan Muller.Fuck.Jamie unplugged his phone and hit answer as he strode out to the hallway."Yeah?
TABBY WIGGLED UNCOMFORTABLY IN her seat. The way the car vibrated usually didn't register, but after last night she was all too sensitive. Not to mention that kiss.God, sleeping with Jamie was a terrible idea. And yet, she didn't regret it. What she regretted was the inevitable heartache that would come her way."Get your head in the game," she muttered at herself.They were about to board a plane to do some kind of super spy crazy stuff and she was thinking about a man. A really sexy man, but a man nonetheless. She was better than this.A car turned behind Tabby with its bright lights on."Come on." She groaned and slid farther down in her seat so the reflection in the rearview mirror didn't blind her.The vehicle sped up, only causing the high beams to assault her from either side thanks to all the mirrors in her car."Go around me," she snapped.A van zoomed out in front of her."Oh, God!" Tabby stomped on the brakes, downshifting the car as the van skidded to a s
JAMIE HUNCHED BEHIND HIS truck, listening to the slugs tear into the old vehicle. Down the street, Tabby's taillights turned out of sight.She was safe.When he'd driven up and seen those men dragging her out of the car, he'd seen red. It had taken him a few seconds to get his gun out from the locked case in his back seat, but once he was armed, he'd done his best to make her a risky target.It had worked. Maybe a little too well.An engine whined and tires screeched.Another bullet ripped into his truck causing Jamie to wince.He and this truck, they'd had a good run.Neither the SUV or van that had blocked Tabby in pursued her. Least not that Jamie saw.He straightened, peering around the truck, but the street was empty save for him, bullet casings and a pool of glass. There weren't any bodies, and he knew for a fact two of those guys had gone down never to get up again. People didn't come back from a headshot.It was almost as if the kidnapping had never happened.