“And?”
I shrugged. “It was fast, but he seemed nice. Deb certainly likes him.”
“Where is Deb?”
“She left.”
“You’re not supposed to be alone.”
She rolled her eyes. She knew I had someone in the bar. He was, in fact, just walking out the door, not even glancing our way.
“How’d you get here so fast?” Her eyes narrowed. “You were already on the way, weren’t you?”
I lifted one eyebrow in acknowledgment. “You want a proposition, Ms. Raven?”
She batted her eyes at me.
I leaned close, well aware that asshole Andy was probably listening in. “You. Me. Our bed. Me tasting you everywhere. You riding me hard. You screaming my name when you come.” I drew a finger down her neck. “At least three times. Maybe four.”
She shivered. “That’s quite the proposition.”
“It’s all yours,” I murmured, nuzzling the soft skin at the base of her neck. “I’m all yours.”
My car alarm went off.
Frowning, I took her hand, and we hurried outside. Splintered and shattered glass was all that was left of my windshield. It was like an intricate cobweb, but the spider that made it sat in the middle. A rock thrown with deadly accuracy, and from the location and force, I would say from above. I pulled Raven back to the awning at the door of the bar, sending a quick text.
Me: Don’t move. Keep your eyes open for perp. Scan the rooftops around us.
If Andy was watching, which I was sure he was, I didn’t want him to know I had two others looking out for Raven.
Raven stared at the destruction as I turned off the alarm and called CAA. A crowd was gathering around the car and I studied them all, but Andy wasn’t among them. I was certain he was crouched on the rooftop overhead, wanting to see my reaction. Or gone by now. He was such a coward, it was probably the second. Raven turned to me, and I laid a finger on her lips, shaking my head. I knew why Andy had thrown the rock. I had pushed to see if he was listening.
His response was loud and clear.
He was. And he used his weapon of choice well again. First, the window of Raven’s apartment, now, the window of my car. He was telling us he didn’t like what he saw or heard.
CAA arrived, and I dealt with them and the garage where I had my car serviced. Egan showed up, and Raven slid into the back seat of his car while Egan came over, whistling at the damage to my car.
“Sending a message?” he asked quietly.
“Yes. I taunted him.” I tapped my ear, knowing Egan would understand.
“I take it he has no sense of humor.”
“Nope.”
“He’s dangerous, Damien. More devious and dark than we thought. I fear he’s more than just a stalker.”
I looked over at his car, seeing Raven staring at us from the back seat. She’d barely said a word since it happened, and she was pale and obviously distraught.
“I have to find him.”
“We will, brother. We will.”
My car was towed away, and I shook my head as he clasped me on the shoulder. “Let’s get you home where you can talk to your lady in private.”
In the car, I sat beside Raven in the back seat. We were quiet, although I slipped my hand around hers and held it. Her grip was tight, and I knew she was upset. After a few days of silence, she had been hopeful Andy was gone. He wasn’t.