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wasn’t in the driveway. It wasn’t until she checked her phone that she saw the message waiting.
    She let out a sigh of relief when she heard her grandmother’s message saying she was going to stay with Grace that night since Grace wasn’t feeling well.
    That meant Olivia had the entire house to herself. She had longed for such things as a kid. Now, she didn’t relish the prospect of being alone.
    Two hours passed as she flipped through channels catching bits of shows and the news. At seven she finally fixed a sandwich and popped in Horrible Bosses. She was shocked to find her grandmother even had that movie, but she was glad, since she needed a good laugh.
    By ten, Olivia couldn’t stand to have the TV on anymore. She grabbed a beer and walked out onto the porch to inhale the sultry night air. The heat of the day still lingered long after the moon rose.
    So many nights had been spent sitting at the end of the dock with friends imagining how their futures would be. In all her dreams, her life had never turned out like the one she led.
    She hadn’t expected to live a glamorous life in front of the cameras, but she had thought to be a successful accountant, wife, and mother. The only part of that she had gotten was the accounting degree.
    Even her job hadn’t been as prestigious as she had wanted. Working for one of the top companies in Dallas had paid well, however, and she thought she was about to get the next title in her dream life – wife.
    Calvin dashed all of that in a heartbeat.
    Now there was a chance she could go to jail. Over something she didn’t do. Olivia trusted Ava to help her, but she wished she were still in Dallas to be right there through it all.  
    All but ten thousand dollars of her savings had been used to remain in Dallas for as long as she had. At least she had a home to return to.
    She looked longingly at the water. After the night before, she wasn’t going out there alone. Whether it was her imagination or not, it had been a creepy experience.
    Goose bumps rose up all along her skin as she felt something behind her. She had been alone on the porch, she was sure of it. And yet, she knew without a doubt that someone – something – was with her.
    She turned around to see a dark, hairy shape come out of the shadows and slam her into the side of the porch. Olivia fell heavily, unable to move her limbs where she wanted.  
    Her eyes couldn’t focus on the thing that had hit her. She tried to call out for help. The...thing...loomed in front of her as she blinked to try and see it clearly.
    There was a low growl as it grabbed her arm. She winced when something cut her, but it paid her no heed as it began to drag her to the porch door.
    She could feel herself falling into the blackness. Olivia fought it, instinctively knowing that her life was on the line. Dimly, she heard someone shout.
    The grip on her arm tightened, and she felt something warm and wet slide down her arm. Suddenly, it released her so that her head once more banged on the wooden porch.
    “Shit!” a male voice growled.
    She heard the squeak of the porch door as it was thrown open. Large hands, tender and soothing, smoothed back the hair from her face. “Olivia? Olivia, can you hear me?”
    She forced open her eyes long enough to see a familiar face. He had hair so dark a brown it was almost black. It brushed the tops of his shoulders with a soft wave that begged to be touched.
    His face was hard and rugged. A dose of handsome that gave him a dangerous air with a scar that ran across his right cheek, and brilliant blue eyes ringed with navy that snagged her.
    Vincent was protecting her just as she had always wanted.
    Perhaps she had hit her head too hard. Vincent would never be there.
    “Olivia,” he whispered.
    Was it her imagination, or had there been a bit of longing in his voice?  
    A tearing sound pulled her from the darkness. She opened her eyes again as he gently lifted her arm. The pain pulled her out of