Chapter Two––––––––
“Edgy, what are you doing here?” Stormy’s pulse jumped.
“Came to wish you happy holidays. Aren’t you glad to see me?” Edgy Mason, former defensive linebacker for his high school football team, was a big man at six two, two hundred and fifty pounds.
“Stay away. I have a restraining order against you.”
“In Illinois. This is Connecticut.”
“Don’t come near me!” She backed up. Her heart was beating so loudly, she almost didn’t hear the car window open. In fact, she’d forgotten about Devon Drake altogether.
“Stormy! Get back in the car.”
She looked at the vehicle, her breath coming faster. Edgy loomed over her. The car door opened.
Devon stepped out and gestured. “Come on.”
She turned, but Edgy slipped closer.
“Get back, Mason. Let her by.”
He trained his gaze on t
