Page 94 of Love Me Fearless

“Why don’t I call you when I wrap things here, and we’ll make a plan? I don’t want to disrupt her evening any more than this asshole already has.”

I want to hug him. “Okay.”

“Stay safe,” he says.

“You too,” I reply, and head for the front door.

When I get inside, Ava is in her kitchen, gazing through her window at the hummingbirds dive-bombing her feeders.

“They’ll survive a night without you,” I say, and slide my arm around her shoulders.

“Right,” she says with a heavy sigh.

I lift her bag from her hand and steer her toward the door. When we get inside the truck, Ava’s phone chirps.

“It’s Zach,” she says to me before putting the call on speaker.

“You can come get your car,” Zach says.

“Did you find anything?” Ava asks, her eyes hard.

“No prints, no sign of a break-in.”

Ava crosses her arms. “Well, I guess that’s good and bad.”

“Do you need me stay until you get here?” Zach asks.

Ava tugs on her seatbelt. “No, thank you.”

“We’re on our way.” I start the truck while Ava ends the call.

“What did Everett find?” she asks as I back out of her driveway.

I glance her way, trying to read her.

Her nostrils flare and her eyes tense. “Don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“Keep things from me.”

I pause at the end of the street and reach for her hand. Reluctantly, she lets me pry it from where it’s wrapped around her middle. “Okay. It’s possible someone’s been visiting your place.”

“Visiting…what’s that supposed to mean?”

“There’s an indentation outside your bedroom window. Like someone has been standing there.”

Ava slumps into the seat. “Like…watching me?”

“We don’t know.” I accelerate toward town, then turn toward the cemetery.

“I’m never going to sleep again,” she says, glancing out the window.

I press a soft kiss to the back of her hand. “We’re going to find whoever’s doing this and put a stop to it.”

“And until then, you’re my bodyguard?”

My hackles jump to life. “Why is that so bad?”

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