Page 27 of Her Trick His Treat

“Turn off that brain, Baby, and get some sleep.”

“Okay.”

My eyes closed immediately. Like my body was still under that spell, the one where it listened to everything he said.

I’d question it later.

For now, he was right.

Sleep sounded like a terrific idea.

CHAPTER TEN-TOMMY

The second my eyes opened, I knew I was alone.

Goddamn it, Vixen. You’re gonna make me chase you, aren’t you?

The windows had automatically changed their opacity, going from blackout to semi-translucent allowing some sunlight to creep in some time after dawn.

No one could see in. That didn’t change. But sometimes I liked it dark in here.

Like last night.

I groaned as I stretched and stood up, wondering when she left. I’d have to check the security feed, but I could do that over coffee.

The other question was how. How did she get home? She didn’t have a car.

Hmmm. Better not wait to find out.

I grabbed my laptop and opened it, going right for the smart security system I had installed.

There were no cameras in the bedroom, but I was able to track her movements in the living room as she fiddled with the alarm before leaving.

I was pretty amazed she had disabled it, but she must have been paying more attention last night than I thought.

Smart cookie.

I continued to watch, noting the sweats she’d borrowed. She carried her heels, and I saw a pair of my flip-flops on her feet, and I grinned. The remnants of her own clothes were bundled in her hands.

My amusement faded as I watched her rush outside to meet a car with one of a couple of those rideshare app stickers in the window.

She took a fucking Uber. My Vixen got in the car with a goddamn stranger.

That was so not okay. Didn’t she watch the news? Did she have no idea how dangerous that was?

Apparently not. And why was I surprised?

Camryn was an innocent.

One of those people who still trusted in the kindness of strangers.

Take last night, for example.

I could have been a psycho killer. Some deranged lunatic.

I mean, I wasn’t. But still.

The idea of that sweet, soft, beautiful woman walking around with no one to look out for her sent a shiver of fear racing down my spine.

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