Chapter 29

CHAPTER 29

Skye

H is soft snores fill my ears. Glancing at the couch, illuminated by a beam of moonlight, I can see his chest rhythmically rising and falling. His beautiful face is basked in serenity.

Oh, God! How I long for him to be sleeping beside me. I've missed him so much. The soft sounds of him; the hard form of him. Spooned against him. Blanketing me with his body and warmth.

With a mixture of resignation and longing, I pull the scratchy sheet over my chest, then the worn blanket. My mind reflects on this night. How intense it's been. Maddie's life-and-death episode uniting us both emotionally and physically.

I want him back in my life so badly. But things are so damn complicated. My charade. The fact that he's engaged to another. The danger we face with my possible killer still out there.

There's only one way to end this masquerade: I've got to find the person responsible for almost ending my life.

The investigative journalist still in me tells me he or she hasn't vanished into thin air.