breasts, small waist, and shapely hips.
He pulled his fingers through his hair, then cringed as he realized he still
wore rubber gloves. “It’s the same.” As she rolled a strand of red hair around
her finger, he tucked his notebook into his pocket.
“You should have told me you guys were coming here.”
“Why? So you could observe our reaction to a murder we
solved years ago?”
“You must realize, Mr. Reynolds—“
“Cooper.”
“You must realize, Cooper, that an investigation of
your actions is no light matter. You could even face prison time.”
“You do what you gotta do … and I’ll do what I gotta
do. Don’t expect me to babysit you, Dallas, because I won’t. You want to be my
shadow, fine, but keep up.”
“Being hostile won’t help your case.”
“I’m not being hostile, Dallas. I’m being honest. I’ve got a job to
do, so let me do it.” The back door slammed and he suddenly realized Josh has
left without him. He walked past Dallas
and had just cleared the door when he heard her release a stifled gasp. No one
should have to see human body parts cooking on a stove. He felt bad she had,
because he knew first hand it would haunt her for years to come.
* * *
Naked, Megan walked past the mirror. She knew she
looked damn good for thirty-two. She’d had one large pregnancy, but no one
would guess it by the firmness of her stomach and breasts. She’d hated being
pregnant as much as she hated being a parent.
Incredible things were happening now. People were
lining up at book stores to get an autographed copy of Malicious Intent . She loved the attention more than anything else.
“It’s probably not in your best interest right now to
go and talk to him. If I know Coop, he won’t have anything to do with Kari
Winslow’s talk show.”
Megan glanced at her lover. What he lacked in brains
he usually made up for in bed. “You think I still look good?” She moved her
palms over each breasts and tweaked the nipples seductively.
“Christ, Megan, you’re one good looking woman. When
you wiggle your ass down the street there isn’t a man who doesn’t have a hard-on.”
“I love it when you talk dirty to me.” She giggled
then dived onto the bed, straddling him. He roughly sucked a nipple before
quickly rolling her under him. He slammed into her without the gentleness of a
lover.
“You’re good and tight tonight, Meggy Love.”
She couldn’t help thinking of Cooper’s long and loving
foreplay, his teasing kisses and slow lovemaking. He’d always been more aware
of her needs than his own. She missed the tenderness. Did she miss the man?
He’d finished already and she hadn’t even climaxed.
“Roll over, you’re suffocating me.” She usually enjoyed his power and urgency.
What on earth made her think of Cooper?
“What’s wrong with
you tonight?”
“I’m sorry. I’m
worried Copper is going to make a fool of me tomorrow. I can’t seem to think of
anything else.”
“Maybe you should go over to his place and convince
him it would be a bad idea. If he discredits you enough, maybe people will stop
buying the book. Then again, this copycat killing has made you an over-night
super star. No matter what Cooper says, it’ll just fuel the public into wanting
to read your book. Honey, you can’t lose. Forget Cooper.”
“Did I tell you I’ve already received calls to appear
on Jay Leno and Good Morning America? Can you believe that?”
“See, who cares what Cooper says.”
“I’m excited … but … what if they start blaming me for
this new murder? I can’t believe so many people are accusing me of inciting
this killer. I just wrote a book.”
“Ignore all that bullshit. You think King or Koontz
worry about an idiot out there doing the things they describe in their books?
No. You’re going to sell more books than you ever dreamed of. We’re going to be
rich.”
“I’m going to be rich.”
“Shit, Megan, don’t do this to me. You couldn’t