"Bugger," Robby muttered, then rose to his feet. He paced toward the fireplace, then turned. "Doona see him again."
"If I'm ordered to - "
"What crime did he commit?" Robby interrupted.
"He raped and murdered at least thirteen women."
Robby grimaced. "He's a bloody monster. Why did ye ever see him?"
"He was convicted on three murders, but we suspected he'd committed other homicides in several states. It was my job to get him to confess. He'd been in solitary for so long, he really looked forward to our meetings. He kept dropping hints that he would tell me more if I continued to see him."
"He was manipulating you."
Olivia sighed. "I know. We all knew, but my supervisor wanted me to play along. Otis is very proud of what he did." She shook her head, wishing she could block out the images. "We knew he'd want to brag about it eventually."
Robby sat next to her on the couch. "What happened?"
She focused on the fire in the hearth. "He promised to tell me everything if I would just bring an apple to our next meeting. A big red apple and a paring knife. He watched from behind the glass while I peeled it. And he..."
How could she admit that the monster had ejaculated in her presence? Or that he'd described to her in great detail how he'd tortured the girls, using a paring knife just like she had.
She covered her face, but the gruesome images still haunted her. Tears burned her eyes. "That's how I know he's the one sending the apples. He wants me to go back to see him. He - he's obsessed with me."
"Olivia." Robby scooped her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her. "Sweetheart, ye're safe now. I willna let anyone harm you."
She buried her face against his shoulder and let the tears go. She'd held them in for so long, always trying to be strong on the job. She cried for the girls who had died. She cried for the perversion she'd been forced to endure. She cried for the torture Robby had suffered.
He continued to murmur sweet things as he rubbed his hands up and down her back.
She rested her head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. "I got the confession like I was supposed to, but I felt so dirty."
He took her by the shoulders. "Sweetheart, ye're an angel. Ye canna be tainted with that man's evil."
She smiled and touched Robby's cheek. His whiskers were prickly and sexy, but above the whiskers, his skin was baby soft. He was the sweetest man she'd ever met, and God help her, she wanted him with an ache that squeezed her heart till she could hardly bear it.
"I think we should modify that quote of yers. No one can make ye feel dirty without yer permission."
The tears returned to her eyes. "Thank you."
He smiled. "We're good for each other." He wiped her damp cheeks with his fingers. "Enough sad tears." He kissed her cheek. "We should be happy."
She smoothed a hand over his temple and into his hair. "You make me happy."
"Lass, ye fill every dream in my head and every desire in my heart. I'm falling in love with you."
She was speechless. She was lost. She opened her mouth to speak, but simply stared at him.
He pressed a kiss against her lips, then sat back.
"Robby." Her heart cracked open, and she knew he was the one. The one she'd waited for all her life. She flung her arms around his neck and squeezed him tight. "I want to be with you forever."
"We can do that." He rose to his feet, still holding her in his arms, then skirted the coffee table. He dropped to his knees on the rug in front of the fire, neatly depositing her on the afghan and pillows.
She pulled him close for a kiss, and he claimed her mouth with a hunger that thrilled her. He stretched out on the floor, half on top of her. She smoothed her hands down his back and arched against him. She'd never felt so desperate before. Or so bold.
A small voice in her head reminded her that she'd only known Robby a few days. It was all happening too fast. She didn't know him well enough.
But she knew he was the one. Wasn't that what mattered? She needed to stop overanalyzing and enjoy this. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. He groaned and rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him. She dusted his cheeks and closed eyelids with kisses.