In His Shadow (Tangled Ivy Book 1)

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Author: Tiffany Snow
say something else, so I cut him off. “Enough! It’s three weeks until Christmas and we haven’t decorated at all. You’re going to help me put up a tree.”
    Logan groaned. “I knew it was a mistake letting a girl move in here.”
    I grabbed a throw pillow and smacked him with it. “Too late. Time to decorate.”
    “Hey, that rhymes,” he teased, grabbing my pillow away from me. “You’re a poet and didn’t even realize it.”
    I laughed, though he’d used the same bad joke on me many times. The thought of Devon and what had happened last night went through my head, but I decided not to tell Logan about it. It was so strange, so odd, and despite it having just happened hours ago, I had trouble believing it. Surely if I just didn’t think about it, didn’t dwell on it, Devon would disappear from my life. Telling Logan would make it real, and I’d have to try to explain something that was incomprehensible to m e.
    The guy last night is also a customer at the bank and he killed someone, then showed up here and threatened to do the same to me if I didn’t sleep with him.
    Yeah. Completely insane.
    Throwing myself into decorating the apartment proved a worthwhile distraction, and by the time I crawled into bed that night, our living room was adorned with a six-foot tree festooned in bright, multicolored lights. I’d also added lights to any available flat surface and made Logan help string them along the ceiling. A skinny tree with white lights stood in the corner of my bedroom and I stared at it.
    I never slept in the dark. The blackness was always broken by a night-light of some sort. The last time I’d slept without a light, I’d been twelve years old. For a year, I’d endured a hell that a night-light couldn’t ease. Now I had something better—a gun at my side—should the stepbrother I both hated and feared find me.
    The bravado I’d displayed in front of Logan was nowhere in sight now, and the thought of Jace made my stomach ache as I curled into a ball beneath the covers, overwhelming any residual fear of the man who called himself Devon.

    By the time Monday rolled around, I’d nearly convinced myself that Devon had been a figment of my imagination, our brief conversation the by-product of too much stress. Yet I found myself dressing more carefully than usual, in black heels with a platform sole, a black maxi skirt that hugged my legs, and a pale pink blouse made of thin chiffon. My hair I caught in a loose, low ponytail, draping it over my shoulder.
    Logan glanced up from where he was standing at the kitchen counter, finishing his coffee while reading the paper, and whistled.
    “You’re in the wrong profession,” he said. “Especially for how much you love clothes. You look amazing.”
    “Thanks,” I said with a smile. “You’re looking very lawyerly yourself this morning.” I reached up and straightened his tie, one I’d bought for him. I didn’t think I had a lot of vices, but shopping was definitely one of them. I adored fashion and spent way too much of my paycheck on shoes and clothes. Logan teased me about it relentlessly, but the warm male appreciation in his eyes gave me a much-needed boost of confidence.
    “I’ll drop you,” he said, depositing his empty mug into the sink. “It snowed again last night.”
    I readily agreed. I didn’t like driving in the snow, especially in my sedan, whereas Logan had an SUV. Because he was driving, I didn’t even have to clean off my car.
    The familiar warmth and quiet of the bank soothed me as I deposited my purse and coat in their usual spots before grabbing another cup of coffee. I spotted Marcia hurrying to clock in as I was headed to my teller booth.
    “Good weekend?” I asked as I passed by.
    She shot me a look. “I may walk funny today.”
    I burst out laughing. “I’ll take that as a yes,” I teased. “And I want to hear all about it.”
    Monday mornings were typically busy, so by the time I looked up at the large clock on
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