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Brooke

I have a stalker

I should be scared I should probably tell soht he wanted to hurt me But I’m pretty sure he doesn’t As a matter of fact, I think he wants me

I’ for hiet to see hie and I don’t knohy He’s a stranger Well, mostly This is the third Saturday in a row that I’ve coht clubs are not

I’raduated law school and have just started at Si up in a few , but instead I’m here with tomen from the office They are attorneys but have more experience than reed because I knew I needed to play nice withfor a completely different reason

Lane Davis He’s a bouncer Head security for Blaze I noticed him the first time I came here, and he watched me every second Every move I made, his eyes were on me

“That one’s cute,” Brenda says, interruptinga few feet away “And there’s three of them,” she says happily

I barely resist rolling my eyes Brenda and Cassie are both tall and thin If they ever decide to quit their day job, they could quite literallyas models And then there’s me I’m short and curvy and their exact opposite She always finds three guys for us to dance with, and I hate seeing the disappointed look on the third one’s face when he discovers that he didn’t get Brenda or Cassie No, he got me The short, frumpy one

“Yeah, cute,” I remark, just so they don’t notice that I could care less about the three clean-cut guys they’re looking at I’m in search of my tall, dark, tattooed stalker

Lane’s never said a word to me He still hasn’t But he’s so far under my skin it doesn’t even matter After the first tirocery store Since then, I’ve seen hiym He never says a word Just watches me

I freaked out a little bit at first and can admit I was scared I know he could have been a psycho or so ave theive me his naet back to hi about him, but I didn’t care I had to know

Next, I called my sister-in-law She’s a police officer, and I knew she would help me I didn’t tell her why but asked her to look into him She askedshe could find Well, she didn’t disappoint She came back to me in less than an hour Lane Davis, thirty-two years old, no crio but looks like it was paid the sao Records indicate infidelity

I texted her back, holding my breath “He cheated?”

And her response was immediate “No She cheated”

Fro like the oofy or vain or way too into himself No, it seeain I’et him to talk to me one way or another

I look at the door that leads to the back, and suddenly he appears He doesn’t look around like he usually does; his gaze goes straight to me, and I melt ina hole inaway like I nor him How can I convey in a look that I want hi with him

He crosses his arht back

I feel a nudge inover”

Reluctantly, I drag uys in the button-down shirts as they walk toward the table