Page 15 of The Hero I Can't Resist
I shake my head. “Nope. Not until you’re safe.”
I nod and gesture to my laptop on the end of the table. “It’s all in there. Everything is in the folder titled Sweet Temptations. You’ll have access to my social media and emails through that tab. If you need passwords, it’s in the notes folder, titled the same thing.”
I grab the laptop, open it, and run a hand across my jaw as it loads. I start with her email first.
The email app opens, and there’s a little over three hundred messages that arrived overnight. I glance at her and then start clicking, reading. I’m stunned into silence as I see all the fan mail she receives. So many emails from people thanking her for her videos or the recipes she’s shared. Another person thanked her for her support on her live the other night. My heart expands in my chest until it’s hard for me to breathe. “Wow.”
“What?” she asks.
I gesture to the emails. “This. You really make a difference here, Sky.”
She blurts out a laugh. “Thanks, I mean, I know I’m just a baker and?—”
I reach over and put my hand on hers. “Don’t do that. Don’t put yourself down. This is amazing. You’ve really touched these people.”
She blushes and takes another sip of her coffee. Almost like she can’t sit still under the scrutiny, she stands up. “I’m going to fix breakfast.”
I watch her until she notices me staring, and then I go back to the emails. The next email I open has me sitting a little taller. “Sky.”
“Yeah?” she says as she opens the carton of eggs.
“Do you get emails like this one a lot?”
“What’s it say?” she asks.
I read, my body coiled with tension. “Hey my sweet princess. You looked good tonight. So good I would like to spread that peanut butter icing all over your?—”
“Hey, hey, hey!” she says, face red. “I get the picture. Yes, I get those all the time, but my assistant or I just delete them. It’s no big deal.”
I pick up the laptop and move closer to her in the kitchen. She’s cutting bread and putting it into the toaster, and I set the laptop open on the counter. “Sky, I need to know these things. Every email like this could be a clue into who your stalker is.”
She cracks eggs into a pan and avoids looking at me. “I got it, but in my defense, yesterday was the first time I’d seen you in forever, so don’t go getting your boxers in a bunch.”
I know she’s right. I know I’m being ridiculous, but this whole thing is crazy. I’ve never felt this out of control before.
I carry the laptop back over to the table and keep reading. I take some notes in my phone, sending a text to our IT guy to have him look into a few things.
Sky plates the food and carries it over to the table. She points me toward it. “Dig in.”
She brings over two more plates, and I’m about to ask her who the third plate is for when the back door opens.
I stand up, pull my gun from my waistband, and have it pointed at some young guy carrying a stack of pink boxes. I see the Sweet Temptations logo as the boxes fall to the ground.
“Oh my God, Zach, what are you doing? Put the gun down!” Sky screeches at me.
I tuck it back into my waistband. “A strange man just walked in your back door. How did the door get unlocked? Who is this?”
I’m glowering at the man that just walked into Sky’s house like he has every right to be here.
Sky starts to walk over to him, and I loop an arm around her waist. “Who is he?” I demand.
I know I’m being an asshole. Sky jerks from my hold. “Zach, you have to chill out.” She walks over to him, and my jaw is so tight it feels like it’s going to break. “Terry, I’m sorry about this neanderthal. Are you okay?” She looks at me. “You could have killed him.”
I glower at her. “If you don’t take your hands off him, I still might.”
The man is gasping, hand over his chest. “Oh my God…” He points at me and wiggles his eyebrows atSky. “He spent the night?” He pulls his phone out and starts typing.
“What are you doing? What’s he doing?” I ask them both.
