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“I know it’s not your place,” he told her, and he didn’t let his lips curl. Odd that, after everything, she actually made him want to smile. “It’s mine.”
Elizabeth turned to look at him. “Why am I at your house?”
“Because you’re spending the night with me.”
He easily heard her sharply indrawn breath. “Look, Mac,” Elizabeth said, “that kiss was a heat-of-the-moment thing. Adrenaline and craziness. It wasn’t me offering—offering—”
“To jump into bed with me?” Mac asked as he pulled the car into the garage. He’d moved to that home on the edge of the city just a few weeks before. He’d felt closed in and he’d wanted a new place.
“Right.” Her voice was sharp. “I wasn’t offering to jump into bed with you.”
He killed the engine. “Pity.”
“Mac—”
“You’re here for your protection.” They’d get to the jumping-in-bed and heat-of-the-moment part again later. “In case you missed it, someone is gunning for you.”
Deceptions
Cynthia Eden
CYNTHIA EDEN, a New York Times bestselling author, writes tales of romantic suspense and paranormal romance. Her books have received starred reviews from Publishers Weekly, and she has received a RITA® Award nomination for best romantic suspense novel. Cynthia lives in the Deep South, loves horror movies and has an addiction to chocolate. More information about Cynthia may be found at www.cynthiaeden.com, or you can follow her on Twitter, @cynthiaeden.
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Contents
She should have been alone.
Elizabeth Snow had the late shift at the small library nestled on the outskirts of Austin, Texas. She was the one scheduled to close and secure the facility. She should have been the only one there.
So why had she just heard the faint pad of footsteps coming from the back?
Elizabeth froze a few feet from the library’s exit. Her purse was slung over her shoulder, and her fingers had a pretty strong death grip on the strap. Shadows loomed from the heavy shelves of books, seeming to reach for her.
Normally, the library was a haven for her. So safe. So secure. But...
It was late. Those shadows were thick and—
She heard a very distinct thud. As if a book had just fallen off a shelf. Or been knocked off. Elizabeth swallowed and called out, “Is someone there? The library is closed now. You need to leave.” She tried to use her firmest voice.
Silence.
Maybe her imagination was just a little too active. She had spent the last weekend watching a horror marathon on TV. Perhaps she was—
Thud. Okay, that definitely had sounded like a book falling to the floor. Someone is playing with me.
They’d never had any kind of security issue before. Sure, sometimes folks fell asleep among the library shelves, curled up at one of the tables, and those people would miss the announcements about closing time. But when she did her final walk-through, she gently woke them up and sent them on their way.
She’d done her walk-through a few minutes before and had found no stragglers.
“The library is closed!” She took a tentative step back toward her desk.
“Elizabeth...”