Page 32 of Give Me Redemption

He nods with a smirk. “Cool trash can.”

“I guess,” I say with my own grin.

God, he’s cute, like, far away you can tell this man is a looker, but up close?

Wow.

He’s rocking a five o’clock shadow. His hair is buzzed, his eyes a beautiful shade of blue.

I look to his shopping cart. “So, you come here every Saturday?” I ask.

“Um, yeah. Well, I do now. Just got home from overseas.”

“Overseas? Business trip?”

“Army,” he says.

“Oh, wow. I can see that,” I say, taking in his physique. He looks Army.

“Name is Jace.”

“Good to meet you, Jace,” I reply, shaking his outreached hand.

My phone starts to ring, and I realize it’s in my sports bra.

Shit.

I scrunch my face as he watches me reach into my shirt and pull my phone from my bra.

Jesus.

He smiles, and it knocks me off my feet. It lights up his whole face. It’s beautiful and almost makes me forget what I’m doing.

I look at the screen, seeing it’s Monroe. “Umm, I’ve gotta take this,” I say, snapping back to reality.

“Sure,” he replies. “See you next Saturday.”

“Yeah, yeah, see you then,” I say, walking off and quickly answering the phone. “Yeah?”

I don’t mean to be rude to Jace, but Monroe is my person now.

He’s agreed to keep me informed.

“So, we got photos from the library. Can’t see his face. Can’t see anything really.”

“What about the parking lot? Did we get any photos of his vehicle?”

“Nope. It appears he walked there.”

“You’re kidding?” I ask, scrubbing a hand down my face. I look over, seeing Jace looking at me. He looks away quickly, and I lower my voice.

“This is bullshit,” I say. “How is he doing this?”

“Not sure. We’re looking at all addresses near the area, and if we don’t find anything, we’ll start looking at flights in and out.”

“Yeah, good idea,” I reply. “But I don’t think he would be dumb enough to live close by.”

“Oh, I’m sure he’s not. He’s been doing this for a long time. He’s gotten good, but we’ll find him, Dalton.”

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