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arm.
“All right, enough is enough. Let’s hit the floor one more time and then
bounce.”
    She dragged me and Julian to our feet
and ushered us back to the dance room. Everything that had happened over the
weekend and that day flew from my mind again while I let loose to the music,
but for some strange reason, Mason’s unraveling gaze and mesmerizing smile
seemed to be stuck in my head. No matter how buzzed I felt or how hard I tried,
I just couldn’t push him away like everything else.
     

 

     
    A loud thud startled me out of sleep. Rolling over on my side, I squinted at
the alarm clock on the nightstand. It was after three in the morning. I pushed
off the covers and climbed out, still a bit woozy from drinking earlier.
    Wandering into the kitchen, I grabbed a
water bottle from the fridge. I was about to have a sip when I glimpsed
something sticking in at the bottom of the door. Bewildered, I blinked to get a
better look.
    It appeared to be a note.
    Are you kidding me? It was so damn late at night.  
    Leaving my water bottle on the island, I
walked over to the door, turned the entry light on, and picked up the note. I
straightened and unfolded it. The handwriting was now familiar. It was from my
admirer. This was seriously starting to drive me nuts.
     
    You looked like you were having fun tonight. Good.
    Forget about that ungrateful boyfriend.
    He doesn’t deserve you.
    Soon, Bristol. Soon you’ll be mine and you’ll always be
loved. I promise.
    X
     
    Fear gripped me. The note fell from my
hand. My heart began to race. His words were startling. He’d been spying on me.
    Nervous, I peered up at the front door
to make sure the chain was fastened. It was. I looked around the
apartment—nothing was out of place. Still, it unnerved me to know that my
secret admirer was watching me and my friends.
    I’d never been so spooked in my life.
Who was this guy? What made him think this was sweet? Were my suspicions about
Mason dead on? If so, how did he know about Tyler?
    Gawd! Having an
admirer was so irritating. Leave me alone damn it!
    I flicked off the light and walked to
the kitchen to throw the note in the trash. Then I picked up the water and went
back to my bedroom.
    Placing the bottle on my nightstand, I
turned off the lamp and slid under the covers. I was still on edge and glanced
at my room door a few times. Taking a deep breath, I settled down, rolled over,
and pulled the sheet over my head. Hopefully, there wouldn’t be any more bangs
in the night or creepy notes left under my door.
     

     
    After lunch on Tuesday, there was a
meeting at the office. George Wilcox and his son, Greg, stopped by to discuss
the fundraiser and the merger with Vanderson Publishing.
    Greg Wilcox was quite the looker. He was
tall, sturdy in form, and had an air of confidence and conceitedness encircling
him. His father appeared frazzled, though, as if he’d reached his final limit
in life.
    Mr. Wilcox hardly cracked a smile when
he greeted Beverly Vanderson and the department heads. He’d glower or sigh in
an exasperated way, while his son held a reserved, nonchalant expression the
entire time.
    Gina, the event coordinator, asked me to
organize a list of potential venues for the company’s anniversary celebration
in August. It kept me busy for most of the day.
    I stopped working for a moment to
stretch my fingers and finished the strawberry drink I’d brought back from
lunch. Tossing the empty plastic cup in the bin under my desk, I went back to
researching on the web.
    Vibrations resounded from my purse. I
leaned over and snatched out my phone. The screen showed ‘unknown caller’.
Curious, I answered. “Hello.”
    No one spoke.
    “Hello?” I said again. No answer. Then I
heard someone breathe, cavernous and perverted.
    I disconnected the call.
    What a moron .
    Voices reverberated from the hallway. I
glimpsed Beverly Vanderson and the Wilcox men as they turned the corner. The
other department heads talked with them for a