Grave Obsession (The Grave Series Book 1)

by Maren Riley

I know her call to the station had gotten disconnected, so why didn’t she call back to ensure a squad car was coming? Did she regret calling? Is it because she wants to see more of me? It didn’t escape my notice that she left out the part of the night where I was at her window, only a few inches of glass separating us. Did she like that? She also failed to mention the text messages I sent her. Tsk tsk, little siren, you shouldn’t lie to the police. I think she enjoyed our time together and she was experiencing a moral dilemma. This is all new for her. Does she want me to come back? There's a grin spreading across my face as I eye myself in the reflection of the car's computer screen. Don't worry your pretty little head about that, I'll be coming back soon, and we’re going to have so much fun together.

“It’s my name, Nox for short. I want you to use it.” Fuck me, yes, sir. Am I on fire? It’s suddenly too hot in all my clothes.

The deranged part of me gets a sick thrill out of the mindfuck I'm causing her.

“What did they call you, baby?” He grabs my chin and turns my face back to his. “Why?” I croak out a measly response. “So I can replace every bad memory with a good one.” His words are a vow, a balm to my raw and open wounds. A promise to my shattered soul that he will help me piece myself back together. I get the feeling that he has been taking care of me longer than I know.