Dixie Under Siege (A Warrior's Passion #2) - Natasza Waters Page 0,1
Dix had lovers, but accepting the idea twisted like a knife. He’d nodded for her to go on.
“No, Josh. I didn’t bring anyone home with me, if that’s what you’re asking.”
He had no right to judge her, but his heart didn’t have the same sentiment.
“I usually went to their place,” she added.
Was she doing this on purpose to piss him off? If so, it worked. He had to stop thinking about what they’d once had together and concentrate on the fact he had the skills and training to catch this guy tormenting her.
“Did you notice a change in the notes when you dated? Did the messages become more aggressive?”
Dixie had tapped the desk with her index finger, then flipped through the notes, burrowing to the bottom of the pile and pulled one out. She opened it to check the content and extended the paper to him. “I received this yesterday.”
Josh’s resolve to find this prick cemented itself as he’d read the note. He’d fixed his stare on Dixie, then turned to Eli. “I came in here yesterday. Thought I’d mend a few bridges and asked Dix to join me at church service. This means he’s watching her.”
“What does the note say?” Rayne asked.
Dixie answered, because he hadn’t wanted to recite the message. “It says, ‘I’ll kill you, before letting him put his cock inside you.’”
Josh had planned to stay at Dixie’s place, but she put up a fight when he’d voiced the idea. Rayne and Eli quickly departed the office when the argument became personal. He hadn’t anticipated his temper to soar knowing Dix had been with other men.
Josh had heard the door click shut but didn’t veer his attention from the little firebrand glaring back at him. “You’re the one who kicked me to the curb.”
Finally, she broke the staring contest and plucked the folder with the notes from her desk. “If you think you can catch the guy who’s stalking me then I’m not going to refuse your help, because I’m all out of ideas.”
“Give me those,” he’d said, extending his hand.
Dixie had slapped the folder onto his palm. “Even if I told you to mind your own business, I’m guessing you won’t.”
Josh had almost laughed. Same old Dixie. “You got that right, Miss Hammond.”
Dixie’s teenage years long past, she exuded confidence. It had been a complete surprise to find her here in San Diego. Regardless of their past, she deserved peace of mind.
“Any regrets?” he’d asked out of total curiosity.
“Plenty, but since you’re still a bachelor, I’m sure you don’t.”
Joining her in the hallway, he’d waited till she’d locked the door to her office. He had a boatload of regrets, but she’d nailed his pride to the cross once before. That was enough.
She’d uttered a ‘pfft’ of disdain when he didn’t answer.
“If I were you, Dix, I wouldn’t get too comfortable in that self-righteous throne you’re sitting on.”
She’d thrust her hands on her hips. “Oh, yeah, why is that, SEAL?”
Her cocky expression deflated when he’d grinned. “I clearly remember every inch of your mind-blowing, naked body and what drives you wild.” With one step, he had her trapped, his palms against the wall on either side of her slender shoulders. “We might have been young, but I haven’t forgotten how easily you made me come. Or the games we played. Before you have time to blink, your stalker will be behind bars. Then we have unfinished business.”
“You always talk as if you have the world figured out,” she’d stuttered, her fiery tone replaced with uncertainty.
“I know one thing’s for sure.” With her shoulder blades pinned to the wall, he’d watched her gaze zigzag across his features. “I’m the only man who can tie you into erotic knots. The only guy that gives you a little pain with your pleasure. That was always our secret, wasn’t it?”
They’d been alone in the hallway but that didn’t mean his voice couldn’t carry into the shop, so he’d placed his lips next to her delicate ear. “Not hearing a flurry of arguments, Miss Hammond.”
She hadn’t moved when he’d grazed his cheek against the soft skin of her clenched jaw.
“If I slid my hand under your skirt, I’d put money down that you’d let me. That you’re already wet. I could make you come right here, right now, because I know you remember every second we shared. I might not have the world figured out, but you can count on two things: I have you cornered and I’m going to find the