Bedeviled
“The back door hadn’t opened, so she knew it wasn’t Eileen in the room with her. God, she didn’t want to look behind her. What if it was another one of those things?What if something had followed her?God. What if it planned to eat her and then get Eileen?No way.Nobody was going to mess with her niece. Poor old boring Joe was one thing. But Eileen was just a kid—and, until Nora got home, hers to protect.She couldn’t just stand here in front of an open refrigerator for the rest of her life, Maggie told herself firmly. Eileen notwithstanding, it was damn cold. So she did the only thing she could think of: She reached in, grabbed the brand-new, unopened gallon jug of milk and spun around abruptly, ready to swing that heavy jug at . . . a hunk?“Holy hot guy, Batman.”“What?”She’d scream in a minute or so, but first . . . wow. Even his deep voice was gorgeous. His gaze met hers, and Maggie felt something almost electric zap through her like a lightning bolt. Then it was gone again, as though ...somebody had turned off her switch.MoreLess
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