Page 42 of Sage Advice


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“Ready to go home.”

“You can stay at my place.”

“Thanks, but I’m fine. They’ve given me a cleaner than clean bill of health.”

“That’s great.” She swallowed the bulge of nerves balled in her throat and darted her gaze to her man.

He nodded.

“Where should Alexander pick you up?”

“Just Alexander? Is everything okay?”

“Yes. What’s the address?”

Chase hesitated, then recited the details. She repeated the info aloud, allowing her man to type it into his phone.

She hung up and turned to the guy she loved. “He’s ready.”

“Are you?”

“I don’t have a choice. Like you said, you shouldn’t take too long. And I have the bra tracker, so unless the person gets me naked, we should be fine.” She needed to inject some humor into the conversation or risk drowning in a deluge of distress.

He stroked her very responsive nipple. “Good point.”

“Pity you have to leave now then.”

“Massive disappointment. But my best friend needs me.”

“He does. Go. I’m good.”

Alexander held her plastered to him and smashed his mouth to hers in a kiln-hot kiss. “See you soon, baby.”

She locked up behind him, rechecked all the doors and windows, activated the alarm and bolted herself in her bedroom. She put the TV on low…and couldn’t concentrate. Until Alexander arrived, she’d sit on that scary, treacherous, emotional edge.

Her phone rang and she answered, shoving it to her ear before even checking the caller ID. “Alexander?”

Chapter Nine

“No…Mallory. Sorry to call you out of hours, but you did encourage Donovan to ring if it was an emergency—and I think this qualifies.”

She paused, the suspense filling Sage’s stomach with panic. “On the way home from work I saw a man hanging around your office building. He looked a lot like the guy that nearly ran you over the other day.”

Sage’s breath caught in her airway. She tried to keep her voice in check, while attempting to resettle her heart into a normal-ish rhythm, tried not to sound as shaken as she felt. “I see. I appreciate you letting me know.”

Oh God, why had Miles gone to her work? Was he on some bender? Had he lost the plot, taken a skydive from sanity, well and truly flipped?

Part of her wanted to speak to him, talk him down, and part of her was petrified.

“I’ll leave you to it. Just thought I should say something.”

“Yes, thank you.”

They hung up and, a few minutes later, she received an alert. Anxiety surged through her body, slicing through her nerves like a blunt knife. Someone had entered her office building without authorization.

Had Miles broken in? What did he hope to achieve? Get her out of her comfort zone? Out of the safety of her home?

The ringtone blared from her phone, the security firm’s number flashing on the screen. She answered with a quivering hand. “Sage speaking.”

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