𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘤𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴.
- 𝘈𝘭𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘌𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘪𝘯
𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗔
Dinner? Perfect. Lobster? Loved it. Wine? Amazing. Logan? Too good for me.
I lied to him. Then I lied to recover from my lie because I couldn’t tell him I was wearing my latest two victims’ blood in my hair. The guilt he had on his face made me hate myself.
He apologized.
I realized in that moment how wrong this all is.
Logan is incredible. He’s everything I never even hoped to dream about, because someone so good couldn’t exist.
Yet he’s here.
Well, not at this exact moment. He’s currently at his house getting more clothes. He’s taking a few days off, since their cases have gone cold. Which means they haven’t found my latest bodies yet. Or it could mean that he’s not on that case…
Yesterday was a damn close call. Ten minutes earlier and he’d have found me covered in blood as I tossed all my clothes into the burn pile behind my house. I burned those clothes as soon as he left earlier. My floors are so dark that he didn’t notice the drips of blood on them. I could have lied my way out of that too, but I couldn’t have lied my way around my murder shoes or murder bag.
Fortunately all that was upstairs.
I’ll never let my phone die again. He tried calling me numerous times, but I was finally at the end game with Tyler and Lawrence, and didn’t pause to put my phone on the charger.
The smart thing to do would have been to charge it on my way home, but it was tucked inside my murder bag…that I threw into the closet…and couldn’t find until it finally dawned on me.
Jake spent forever puking in a bucket inside his car during the really gory stuff. It’s not like he could risk puking inside the cellar and leaving behind all that yummy DNA.
Being a monster doesn’t agree with his stomach.
As I sift through the next file on my next victim, looking through the notes of his life, my phone rings. I answer immediately when I see it’s Jake.
“You find him?”
“His name is Gerald Plemmons, at least according to the news. The manhunt is still coming up short. And by the way…Boogeyman? Really?”
I snort out a laugh.
“I hope they come up with something cleverer for you.”
I shudder just thinking about the names they may don me with. Then Logan will only know me by that name if he ever discovers the truth.
He’ll hate the woman he cares for because he’ll see the monster lurking within.
“Have you found him, though? I already knew his name” I go on, refusing to go down that road just yet.
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The Mindf*ck Series
RomanceThis is the entire series put into one book. They took too much. Left too little. I had nothing to lose...until him. ***************** I didn't expect him. I didn't want to fall in love. But I can't let him go. Logan Bennett makes the world a safer...
