those terms?
Despite the heat flowing through him, a dose of apprehension found its way to the forefront of his brain. After tonight, if she ever found out the real reason he was in Coconut Bay, she’d never forgive him. So he planned to make damn sure that never happened.
Izzy snuggled closer to him and seconds later, her steady breathing was the only sound penetrating the quiet room. In her sleep she threw a leg over his lower body. Normally he needed a few minutes to regroup, but his cock—which had been at half mast—was already growing again. He groaned and shifted against the tangled sheets. If she didn’t wake up soon, he was in for a long, painful night.
Bright headlights suddenly appeared in his rearview mirror. The vehicle started gaining on him. He tightened his hands around the steering wheel of the truck he’d stolen. He’d been so careful about taking the girls, about wearing gloves, about everything. He checked the speed limit. Not speeding.
Slowly, he reached over with his right hand and clasped his revolver. He preferred to use a knife on his victims but he always carried backup. As he slid the weapon into his lap, the other vehicle sped up and zoomed around him.
He pushed out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. No one knew who he was. He was still safe. Still smarter than everyone.
When he neared his destination, he grinned to himself. Leaving this bitch’s body at this particular park was perfect. It was less than half a mile from the police station. He’d checked out the park earlier and there were no video cameras on the east side. Still, he pulled his ball cap low as he put the truck in park.
It was early. Way too early for anyone to be up. Right before sunrise. He quickly removed the tarp from the young woman’s body. She shivered but didn’t open her eyes. Well, eye. One was swollen shut.
She’d been a fighter even when she’d been blindfolded. Lowering the drug dosage and adding the blindfold had been an experiment. It had been interesting. He’d immensely enjoyed pounding his fists against her soft flesh but he still preferred his women docile when he fucked them. Unlike the last whore he’d taken, he’d been able to finish with this one.
Grabbing her ankles, he dragged her toward the end of the bed of the truck. For a moment he cupped her cheek. She flinched but still didn’t open her eyes.
He tested her pulse. He could barely feel it. Wrapping his hands around her neck, he thought about what it would be like to squeeze the life from her. He increased the pressure but her eyes remained closed. Not even a flicker of awareness now.
No.
He loosened his grip. When he finally took that next step, he wanted to see the life drain from his victim’s eyes. Sighing, he scooped her up and trekked toward the merry-go-round. It squeaked as he dumped her naked body on it.
Grabbing one of the bars, he spun it before walking away. It wouldn’t be long before someone found her. He was almost done in Coconut Bay. That little tease, Andrea, wouldn’t get away from him and neither would that interfering bitch Isabelle.
Andrea would be easy to take. He’d been watching her long enough. She might be hiding out at her place right now, but she’d let her guard down soon. Hell, she had to leave if she wanted to go to school. That left the tall bartender. Once he got her alone, it was over for her.
Chapter Five
Izzy opened her eyes and smiled against Adam’s muscular chest. She knew it was real, but she couldn’t believe last night had actually happened and that he was in her bed. Tall, sexy-as-sin Adam was stretched out beneath her in all his male glory looking good enough to eat.
The thin sheet covering their bodies didn’t cover much. If anything, it looked like he was…She lifted her head. Damn, he was hard.
“You finally awake?” he growled, his deep voice enveloping her.
She turned her head to meet his smoky gaze. “How long have you been