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.You’re my girl.”I crawled into Evan’s lap and wrapped my arms around his shoulders.As I nuzzled his ear, I said, “Baby, he’s got nothing on you.And right now, he’s the one who has to deal with all my paranoid meltdowns.You get the good stuff.”“Hmm … keep talking.”I traced my mouth along his collarbone.Licked his earlobe.Whispered against the warm flesh of his neck, “Ally?”“Asleep on the couch with Moose.I was going to carry her up later.But I can get her now if—”I put my face close to his and grabbed the back of his hair.He raised his eyebrows.I rested my lips on his and kissed him slowly, softly, then harder—grinding my lips against his, snaking my tongue into his mouth.As he tried to suck on it, I pulled away and smiled at him.He grabbed a length of my hair and wrapped his fist around it, then brought my face close and kissed me hard.I got up and made a come-here motion with my finger, strolling out of the room with an exaggerated sexy walk.He laughed and followed me into our bedroom.I slid onto the bed, then tossed my hair over my shoulder and said in a bad Southern accent, “Lordy me, sailor, you’ve been out to sea for such a long time, I’m not sure if I remember what to do.…”Evan did his own sexy walk over to the bed, then pulled his shirt off over his head, one-handed—the way I love.He dangled the shirt from his finger, then dropped it to the floor as he wiggled his eyebrows.I smiled.“I think it’s coming back to me.”He laughed and climbed into bed beside me.We kissed for a while, our anger long gone.He scraped his unshaven cheeks against mine, laughing as I complained.He pinned my hands down for a moment.I flashed to John.Had he done that to Julia? How did he hold the women down when he was raping them? I pushed away the violent image.Now Evan was looming over me.I saw John looming over a woman.Evan looked down into my face.“What’s wrong?”“Nothing.” I pulled him on top of me, hiding my face in his neck.And for the next while, I almost believed it.* * *After breakfast the next morning we took Ally and Moose for a walk out to Neck Point to watch the sea lions, then Ally went over to Meghan’s to play.I was working hard on keeping John out of my mind, but Evan was working harder.I’d mention something about the case and Evan would give me a kiss, I’d mention something else and he’d nuzzle my neck, I’d try to push him away and finish my thought and he’d nibble my ear.I’d try to wiggle away and somehow my bra was coming off.Afterward Evan and I lazed around in bed and made plans for what to serve at the wedding rehearsal dinner.Now that I’d allowed myself to relax for a moment, I started looking forward to the big event again.But it also reminded me I still needed to arrange a day to go shopping with the girls.The idea of putting up with Melanie for hours made me want to grind my teeth, but there was no way around it.Evan and I were discussing decorations and I was getting excited about the idea of fairy lights strung through fir trees when my cell rang in the office.I looked at Evan.He said, “Go ahead.”* * *A blanket wrapped around my naked body, I sprinted down the hall and grabbed the phone off my desk.It was the number John had called from last time.As soon as I answered he said, “Are you having a nice day?” There was a tone in his voice I hadn’t heard before—a coolness.“It’s going all right.How about you?” I tried to sound pleasant, but I was even angrier than usual that he’d called and ruined what had been a nice afternoon.“Is Evan there?”Still unsure of his tone, I said, “He’s here … but he’s not in the room, if you’re—”“Have you been honest with me, Sara?”My stomach dropped.“Of course.”“Have.You.Been.Honest?”I sat down in my chair.Did he know I’ve been talking to the police? Oh, God, did he find out about Ally?“What’s wrong?”“I saw the Web site.”My mind raced.Had there been another article?“I’m not sure what—”“It’s all there.” What was he talking about? I decided to wait him out.After a few beats he said, “You have a wedding date—you’re trying to trick me.”“I don’t know what…” Then I remembered Evan had made a wedding Web site a couple of weeks ago.How was I going to get out of this?“We had a date set.But lately we’ve been talking about changing it.That’s why I said we weren’t sure.I wasn’t lying to you.I wouldn’t do that.” I held my breath.He hung up.I was still sitting there a couple of minutes later when Evan came in and sat behind me at his desk.“Was it him?” he said.I nodded.Evan spun me around in my chair to face him.“You okay?”“He found our wedding Web site.I’d told him I didn’t know the date.He sounded really mad.”“Did he threaten you?”“No, it was just … his voice.”“I’ll put a password on the site right away.You should call Bill.”“This is bad, Evan.”“It’ll be okay.He’s not going to kill anyone over a Web site.” He was already signing on to his computer.* * *That night I tossed and turned while Evan slumbered beside me—or tried to.When I rolled into him for the hundredth time he murmured, “Go to sleep, Sara.” I forced my body to be still, but my mind spun in dizzying circles, sending horrific snapshots of John ripping a woman’s clothes off, his hands tight around her throat, her scream rending through the air as he forced himself into her.As soon as Evan left in the morning, I met Billy and Sandy at the station.Hungover from lack of sleep, I clutched a coffee in my hand while talking a mile a minute.I finally started to calm down when Billy said I’d handled the call with John perfectly, that you have to “know when to fight and when not to fight.” Sandy smiled and nodded, but I got the distinct feeling she was pissed off.I wasn’t feeling too happy myself.I’d been hoping John’s using the same phone might help us somehow, but they told me he was using a prepaid cell, which he’d bought for cash.No one at the store remembered what he looked like.All he had to do from now on was buy a SIM card to top up his minutes.The call came from near Vanderhoof, so he was heading east again, which meant he might be making his way back to the junction at Prince George.My first thought was that he could be coming to the island—if he drove all night he could be in Vancouver already.I asked them if I was in danger and Billy said they didn’t think so, but to be on the safe side they’d have an officer patrol by our house several times a day.Even with those reassurances and Billy texting later to say, Hang in there, you’re doing great, it took hours before I stopped jumping at every sound.When John still hadn’t called by Tuesday night, I started hoping he was gone for good.But I couldn’t shake the feeling he was just warming up.* * *After I dropped Ally off at school yesterday, I came home and let Moose into the backyard.Feeling more settled than I had in a while, I decided to burn off some steam in my shop before our session that afternoon.I got totally caught up in refinishing a cherry table and before I knew it a couple of hours had flown by.Then I remembered Moose was still out in the backyard.I expected him to be waiting at the sliding glass door, wet nose marks smeared all across the glass, but he wasn’t there.I opened the door and whistled.Nothing.“Moose?” When he still didn’t come running, I walked out to the backyard.Was the little bugger stuck in the woodpile again? But when I checked he wasn’t there.Maybe he was messing around in the compost
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