by Rachael Orman
I saw something I wasn't supposed to see.
Married someone I shouldn't have.
But I got away.
It's been five years but I think my time has run out.
People aren't who they seem.
Things aren't how they look and I'm finding out the hard way that my life is no longer my own.
There was a tiny chance he’d forgotten about me and wasn’t looking for me anymore. However, I wouldn’t hold my breath. Men like him didn’t just forget, not when it was their wife. Not when it had been the woman who’d been in their life for seven years that testified about a murder they’d witnessed them commit, which ended up in them getting a life sentence. He’d never be getting out of jail, but that didn’t mean that he didn’t still have contacts on the outside that would seek out his revenge.
I shivered at the thought and decided that I was too tired to make such an important decision. Pulling out of my spot, I drove to my apartment. The laundry and grocery shopping I normally got done would just have to wait. After a little nap, I could tackle those tasks and think things through some more.
I parked in my normal spot, retrieved my bag from the backseat and slid my gun into the back of my pants. As I climbed out, I was surprised to see Sheriff Aaron slowly driving by.
“Hi there,” he said with a wave.
I nodded at him and turned away; I wasn’t in the mood to deal with him. After locking the front door and putting the quilt and chair in place, I dropped the bag and kicked off my shoes. All I wanted was to get to my bed and pass out for a few hours.
However, all thoughts of sleep fled my brain when I noticed the window in my room was open and the curtain was blowing in the slight breeze.
“Don’t scream,” Eric’s deep voice spoke softly right next to my ear as a thick arm wrapped around my waist and a hand slid over my mouth.
About The Author
Happily married mother of two darling, trying, beautiful, horribly energetic little girls, an adorable German Shepherd pup who makes her get off her butt and at least go for a walk around the block, and a fat, old, lazy chihuahua.
When she isn't spending all her time writing dirty, sexy, naughty erotic romances, she is narrating audiobooks and helping run a LBGT blog.
Rachael loves to push herself to write new things so her books vary from heterosexual romances to gay/lesbian romances to menage romances... She couldn't imagine writing outside of the romance genre since that's what life is all about.. Love, sex, happiness.
She is a full supporter of the LBGT community and equality for all.
Please connect with her as she loves to know that people appreciate the time and energy she puts into each story.