Julie Garwood - Murder List

“I love you, Regan.”

She blinked. “No.”

His grin was adorable. “Yeah, I do. I love you.”

She wouldn’t believe him. “But ‘If I’m ever in Boston’… you said, ‘If I’m ever in Boston’…”

“I’m not going anywhere without you.”

She was determined to make him squirm a little before she forgave him. But her heart belonged to him.

She stepped back and said, “If you’re ever in Chicago…”

She tried to shut the door. His foot got in the way. He was laughing when he backed her up and then shut the door behind him.

“Maybe you didn’t notice…”

Oh, but she loved him. “Yes?”

“I’m already here.”

Alec was taking Regan home to meet his family. She was nervous and worried they might not like her. He thought that was the craziest thing he’d ever heard. He couldn’t imagine why she was feeling so insecure, but he did his best to reassure her as they walked side by side through the airport.

They were an odd-looking couple. Alec had let his hair and his beard grow for an undercover assignment he’d just completed for the Bureau, and he hadn’t had time to shave and get a haircut. He’d showered and put on his comfortable off-duty uniform, a T-shirt and worn-out jeans.

Regan was picture-perfect. She wore a pink blouse, a short khaki skirt, and sandals. Her only jewelry was a pair of tiny diamond studs and her engagement ring.

She looked like a cover girl. He looked like a serial killer.

Men tried to make eye contact with her, and women tried not to scream when they looked at him.

They were seated in the last row of first class, which afforded them a little privacy, and as soon as the seat belt light went off, he leaned across the armrest and kissed her. He took his time, deliberately trying to fluster her. Then he told her how much he loved her.

“You know what people are thinking when they see us together?”

“Yes,” she whispered. “They’re thinking how lucky I am.”

“That’s right. That’s exactly what they’re thinking.”

She rolled her eyes. “You’d better remove that earring before your brothers see it. From what you’ve told me about them, they’ll be merciless ribbing you.”

“I’ll let them have some fun. Then I’ll take if off.”

“Did you have a chance to read Sophie’s follow-up article about Shields yet?”

“Yes, I did. She did a great job.”

“She’s very talented. Does that surprise you?”

He stretched his legs out, adjusted his seat, and took hold of her hand. “Sweetheart, after finding out that she’s Bobby Rose’s daughter, nothing she does will surprise me. Tell me how you met Cordie and Sophie. I know you became friends in school…”

“Spencer told you about the bully, didn’t he?”

“No, he said to make you tell me.”

“It all started with a pair of barrettes,” she began, and then she told him the story of Morgan the Bully. Alec thought it was hilarious that Regan had thrown up on the girl.

“Did she leave you and your friends alone after that?”

She nodded. “I haven’t seen her in years.”

“I wonder what happened to her.”

“Oh, I know what happened. She went into politics. She’s a senator now.”

He laughed again, sure she was joking.

She loved the way he laughed. She loved just about everything about him. He had walked into her office and forever changed her life.

The man of her dreams was falling asleep. “Alec?”

“Hmm?”

“When are you going to show me Nick’s town house?”

“It’s our town house now,” he corrected. “We could go over tomorrow if you want, and if you don’t like it, we’ll put it on the market and look for something else.”

“I’ll like it.”

“It’s got enough bedrooms for your friends. I know you’re going to miss them.”

She would miss seeing them, but she knew she’d continue to talk to them every day.

“I’ll be going back and forth for a couple of months, until Paul and Henry don’t need me anymore.”

“How did Henry take the news that you’ll be working out of the Boston hotel?”

“Same way your friend took the news when you told him you were going into the FBI.”

“So he cried like a baby too, huh?”

“I forgot to tell you the news. Your computer tech is now working for the Hamilton.”

“Melissa took the job?”

Regan smiled. “Aiden didn’t know what to make of her. She told him she wanted to replace all of our ‘piece of junk’ computers.”

“ ‘Junk’? She said ‘junk’?”

“She’s working on her language skills.”

Regan was telling him about the improvements she was going to make in the office she was setting up at the hotel in Boston. She stopped when she realized Alec had fallen asleep.

She kissed his cheek. “I love you, Alec.”

Now and forever.