Violet turned in time to see Jay coming in. His grin was mischievous and wicked at the same time. She practically leaped into his arms as he closed the door behind him.
He laughed against the top of her head. "I missed you too."
She lifted her face to his, and he kissed her, his arms pulling her closer.
"I just came to say good night," he said between hungry kisses.
"So say it."
He kissed her again, and then again, but he never said good night...or good-bye.
"Good night," she finally whispered when his lips left hers.
She was grateful ever single day that Jay had only been grazed by the first shot fired that night. Grateful that the wounded officer-the killer-in the hallway had been too dazed to fire straight. And even more grateful that her uncle had come around the corner in time to fire the second shot...the deadly one.
Jay watched her, reading the thoughts clearly on her face. And then he smiled and lifted her into his arms, kissing her lightly on her forehead, her cheeks, her nose. "Maybe I can stay for a little while," he breathed as he finally found her lips.
Violet knew that everything was going to be all right no.
Jay was safe. The killer was dead.
She curled into Jay as he pulled her down against his shoulder.
Everything was better than all right-it was perfect.

Autore: Kimberly Derting