Free Someone To Watch Over Me by Taylor Michaels Page A

sure,” Shawn said. “This situation
with your stalker could resolve itself quickly or it could take a
while.”
    Morgan glanced down at her salad and pushed
the greens around with her fork. Shawn could see that she had
questions but didn’t want to spill any more information about
California. “I have a loft over by Kierland Commons. It’s got a
nice view of the mountains to the north, but no wildlife.” -
    She looked up at him. “Give me a few days to
decide about the fence.”
    “Sure.”
    Morgan’s request made sense. They may have a
better feel about how things might play out in a few days anyway.
Shawn’s cell phone vibrated. He reached down and looked at the
number. “The office,” he announced before he answered.
    “Good news,” Matt announced. “KDEZ has a
security camera on the parking lot. I sent Sabrina down to pick up
a copy of the footage. We should be able to see who put the note on
your SUV.”
    Shawn exhaled in relief. Finally, a break.
“Great. We’re finishing lunch and will come straight in.”
    Morgan placed her napkin on the table and
bent over to reach for her purse. “In fact, we’re on our way
now.”
    Morgan picked up her purse, removed some
money for the tip, and pushed her chair away from the table. On the
way out, she specifically stopped to thank the restaurant
manager.
    Shawn took her arm as they weaved around the
people and their luggage on the way through the lobby. He thought
they had almost cleared the area when a young child who had been
playing, knocked over a small pile of suitcases. The luggage
slammed into Morgan’s leg and she toppled into him. Without
thinking, Shawn wrapped his arm around her waist to steady her. She
glanced up and flashed an embarrassed grin. As she regained her
balance, her hair brushed against his jaw and he caught a slight
scent of lavender. He swore he could hear the pounding of his heart
and loosened his grip slightly. “Are you okay?”
    “Fine,” Morgan replied. “I didn’t wear the
right shoes for the obstacle course today.”
    Shawn smirked. “Yeah, who would have thought
you’d need track shoes.” He exhaled slightly and released his hold
as she steadied herself. For a fleeting second he became keenly
aware that his arms were empty and he consciously dropped them.
    Shawn turned his gaze to the young boy who
started the avalanche. He stood off to the right, frozen in
slack-jawed amazement. “Sam.” A woman’s voice barked. A young
blonde woman walked up and grabbed her son’s hand. She turned to
Shawn and Morgan. “I’m so sorry.”
    Morgan smiled. “No harm done.”
    “We’re okay.” Shawn said.
    “Here, let me help.” A bellman stepped over,
began to stack the suitcases, and once a clear path had opened,
Shawn placed his hand in the small of Morgan’s back and urged her
forward out of the entrance.
    Once outside, they picked up their pace as
they walked to his vehicle. Shawn scanned the parking lot looking
for anything suspicious. Anxiety edged his gut as he checked the
gaps between the parked cars as they passed by them. He couldn’t
shake the feeling that they were being watched. He glanced back at
the front entrance. Nothing appeared out of place. A car had pulled
up to the covered entrance and the bellman from the lobby arrived
with a cart to unload the trunk. For a brief moment, the uniformed
employee glanced over at them before focusing on unloading the
luggage.
    As they approached his SUV, another piece of
paper stuck under his windshield wiper.
    “Dear God, please, not another note.” Morgan
murmured.
    Shawn didn’t comment. He gripped her arm and
he steered her to the passenger side. After he opened the door,
Morgan slid into the seat, but before he could close the door she
let out an anguished gasp and pointed to a small mass on hood.
    Adrenaline coursed through him as if fuel
injected. He glanced over at Morgan. Despite the heat, her face was
drained of color. I’ve got to hold this together for her