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“I’ll investigate. See if I can find security footage or stoplight cameras. Do you remember which days and when on those days you saw it?”

Becca and I provide as much information as possible to the detective and answer the rest of his questions. He promises to be in touch if he finds out anything.

“Let’s get the paperwork started for the restraining orders, provided you still want to go through with them?” Jerry asks once the detective has left.

“We do,” I answer.

“That’s what I thought. Once you fill out the forms, I’ll file the paperwork with the clerk of court, and they’ll set a court date.”

I grimace at the idea of going to court.

He shakes his head. “I don’t like it either, but I also don’t like that Kat is stalking you both.”

With Jerry’s help, it doesn’t take us long to fill out the paperwork.

“What now?” I ask Becca as we make our way back to the parking garage, where my SUV is.

“I should probably go home so I can shower and get a few things done.”

We stopped by her place on the way to Jerry’s office so she could change her clothes and feed her cat, but there wasn’t enough time for her to shower since we’d had another round of sex after I got off the phone with him.

“Do you want me to drive you over there?” I ask once we’re in my G-Wagon.

“My car is still at your house, though.”

I nod, starting the engine.

“How about I follow you back to your place? You can do whatever you need to do, and then I’ll drive us back to my house. We can get Hazel, and maybe walk around the lake, or go for dinner? Something fun but relaxing before the second half of the season starts tomorrow.”

She smiles. “Sounds good to me.”

Chapter forty-two

Rebecca

I’m brushing my hair after my shower when Holt appears in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe and crossing his arms. I feel a million times better after standing under the hot water for a few minutes and letting it wash away everything that’s happened over the past few days.

“Hey, sweetheart.” The huge grin on his face makes my insides melt.

Is it possible to fall even more in love with someone from one look?

“Hey, yourself.” I smile at him through the mirror. “What’s up?”

When we got back to my apartment, I hopped in the shower and left Holt relaxing on the couch.

“Hunter texted and wondered if we wanted to come over for an impromptu team dinner. I know that wasn’t part of our plans, but . . .”

“Sounds good to me. What should I wear?” I glance down at the black leggings and oversized Storm shirt I threw on. Perfect for hanging out at the park and a casual dinner with my boyfriend and his daughter, but not necessarily perfect for a team dinner.

“What you have on is fine.”

“I’m almost done getting ready.”

After sectioning my hair off, I start braiding it. I try to avoid using heat on my hair if I can, and since it’s in the mid-seventies outside, I can probably get away with going out with it damp. Plus, it’ll create really nice waves later tonight or tomorrow when I take the braid out.

“No rush.”

He continues to watch me from his spot in the doorway, and when I’ve finished, he steps closer to me and wraps his arms around me from behind.