LOGINIn a small town where everyone leaves their doors open at night, a murderer is on the loose. Amelia June is a trade student, who is walking home alone of night and is attacked. She manages to survive and escape the grasp of a serial killer. While interviewing Amelia, Jaxon Knight, the town's police chief realizes that he doesn't want to see her hurt. While trying to protect her and catch a serial killer, he falls madly in love with her. What will happen? Will they get to start a life together, or will the serial killer catch the one that got away?
View MoreJaxon's POV"Sure. Where are we going?", I asked, walking towards her. "To pack a bag if I'm staying with you for a few days", she answered, as we headed up the stairs. I couldn't help but stare at her ass, as she climbed the steps. "God bless", I growled under my breath. "What?", Amelia uttered, looking over her shoulder at me. "I'm just admiring your ass, baby girl", I smirked, watching her cheeks flush red. She cleared her throat, continuing to lead me to her room. We approached a large, hand-carved oak door. Swirls carved onto the thick wood, gave the illusion of it being on fire. It hits me that this will be my first time in her room. "Forgive the mess. It's under construction", she grinned. My jaw fell open as I took it all in. The high-vaulted ceilings, with a large, round, black chandelier hanging in the middle. Agaisnt one wall sits a 4-poster, king-sized canopy bed, made with solid wood. A beautiful wave pattern carved into it. In another corner is a floor-to-ceiling boo
Jaxon's POVAmelia gripped my bicep, her fingers trembling against my arm. Croads picked the package up and brought it back to the living room. She sat it on the coffee table, giving Amelia an expecting look. "It's addressed to you", Croads said to her. Meaning they won't open it because it's a federal offense. Amelia eased her way back to the couch. I sat next to her, as she prepared herself to open it. Amelia gasped as she turned her entire body into mine. I quickly caught her and peeked into the box. A finger. 'Bit by bit, princess'"Can y'all take it and leave please?", Amelia turned her head to say. "Take all of it and leave. Please. No more tonight", she said, her voice breaking as she buried her face back into my chest. I shared a look with Loveless. A silent command that it was time to leave, I had it from here. He nodded sharply, as he gestured to his team to gather their things. "They are leaving, baby girl", I whispered gently in her ear. I stroked her hair and back in
Jaxon's POVAmelia stared ahead, as the team gathered in her living room to read over the text that was sent. "Hey baby", I whispered, sitting next to her on the couch. When her eyes met mine, I was able to truly read her for the first time. 'Hold me'. She didn't have to utter a word. I pulled her into my chest, as I leaned back into the couch with her. I wrapped my arm around her head, giving her a safety blanket. "Well, the all bold and capital letters show how angry he is", Briggs said, breaking the silence. "His pet name for you is odd. I'm wondering why he chose that one and now", Loveless spoke. His entire message pissed me off. I want to rip the bastard's tongue out. "Then there's the part about 'rekindling that fire'. It means that he watched you enough to recongize the connection between the two of you", Budders added. "Not that it's that hard to see", Sharp chimed in. Amelia's door flew open, making every arm-bearer in the room pull their weapon, myself included. I was o
Jaxon's POVThe hours slipped away from me, as we built a profile, a trail, M.O. and thought patterns. Thanks to Amelia's detailed paintings, the BAU was able to figure out the style and brand clothes that the attacker was wearing. Information that came from Briggs. After getting to know the team better, I understand why Briggs is on this team so young. He's a genius. Only twenty years old. I looked at the time and realized she should be getting a text soon. "I'm going to head to Amelia's. Check in on her", I announced to no one in particular. "Sounds good", Loveless responded. Amelia's house was quiet apart from the low chatter coming from her living room. "How is she?", I asked, surprising the two agents. "She's good", Sharp snapped. My eyebrows creased with anger. "She's painting in her garage. She's hasn't come out too much. Every once in a while we will go peak in on her. She's acknowledged my presence each time I've looked in on her", Briggs explained. "Thank you", I nodded,












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