Page 47 of Rescued Hearts

“I’ve got my gun. I have everything I need.”

Felicity tipped her chin up. “You don’t have to sleep on the couch if you and Honor want to make another arrangement. I’m no prude.”

He met Honor’s stare, waiting for her reaction to her sister urging them to share a bed.

If we do, I won’t be able to keep my hands off you.

She gave him a faint nod as though she understood and maybe even felt the same way. “We’ll figure that out. What do we do now?”

“I’m going to step out and make those calls. Lock the door—”

“Behind you,” Honor filled in the rest of his statement. She stood and drifted to the door, Felicity trailing along in their wake. Before he slipped outside, he noticed the way Felicity eyed Honor, then jabbed the air with her fingers to indicate that she would leave the room and give them some privacy.

Shaking his head, Gray stepped out into the driveway and dialed Carson. Swinging toward the house, he took in the faint glow of lights from inside. His heart gave another angry squeeze.

He could have just as easily phoned his brother from inside, but he didn’t want to alarm the women with anything he had to say.

Carson answered on the first ring. “What’s up?”

“That was quick.”

“Maybe I’m waiting for your answer about my job offer.”

“Funny you should bring that up. I need to bounce this off you.”

“I’m listening.” The sharper edge in his brother’s voice told him that he was picking up the vibes Gray must be putting down. Hell, he felt the thick anger coming off him in waves.

“I’m at Honor’s place.”

“The woman you were in bed with this afternoon?”

He scrubbed a hand over his face. “Fuck. Does the whole family know? Forget I asked. Look, this isn’t about my personal life. Someone tried to break into the house she lives in with her sister. The window was open when she came home.”

“You think the person took off when she got there?”

“Possible. Or he was just trying to scare her. Let me pose this scenario to you. She and her sister both think they’ve spotted her ex in town. Apparently, the guy drives a very distinct-looking van that we don’t see a lot of around here.”

“Where’s this guy living?”

“They lived four to five hours away from here. They broke up, and Honor came to live here.”

“Doesn’t sound like a coincidence.”

“As far as I know, there’s no reason for him to be in this area.” Gray relayed everything he knew—about the van, the window and even Honor’s claim that she felt things were just…off.

“It’s definitely a significant distance to travel to just drive around and not make contact with her. Could be stalking.”

“That’s what I think.”

“This sounds dangerous.” The harsh tone of his brother’s voice reminded Gray that Carson’s fiancée Layne had also had a stalker. One who kidnapped her after his obsession with her went too far and there was nothing left to lose.

He clamped his hand into a fist and turned slowly in a circle, taking in the night sounds and assigning them to their source. One noise out of place, a single footstep, and he wouldn’t hesitate to take action in the name of protecting Honor.

“You need security cameras everywhere. A doorbell cam and new locks too. Small town like this, I wouldn’t be surprised if the sister has a key hidden that could have been found and duplicated.”

He groaned. “I hadn’t thought of that. Thanks for bringing it up and putting me even more on edge.”

“You have to stay one step ahead of this guy. Or whoever it is.”

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