The Hero She Deserves (Unbroken Heroes #4)

“I’ll put sunscreen on, Dad.”

“And have some more hot sex with your deputy. It’s good stress relief.”

She laughed.

“Talk soon, Hols.”

“Bye, Tave.”

After she finished her breakfast, she headed for the bathroom. She needed to shower, change, and then she was going shopping.

After a quick shower, she stood in the closet. Her disguise for today was a cute straw hat, capri pants, and a blue T-shirt. She kept her hair tucked away under the hat and then went looking for her favorite bracelet again. Still no sign of it. She hoped it turned up soon.

Oh, she needed some perfume. She backtracked to the bathroom, and caught her reflection in the mirror. She looked happy, relaxed. She smiled. Clearly all she needed was Sawyer inside her, touching her.

A delicate flush of color filled her cheeks. She looked forward to seeing him later. Maybe she’d cook dinner for him. She wasn’t much of a chef, but she had a few things in her repertoire. Sawyer struck her as a steak kind of guy. Hmm, maybe she’d make her pepper steak stir fry with some fresh greens and rice.

She reached for her perfume, but it wasn’t there. She frowned. It had been on the vanity sink in the bathroom last night. She’d worn a spritz of it to the barbecue.

She searched around the bathroom but there was no sign of the bottle.

Now she felt a strong skitter of unease. Her bracelet was missing, and now her perfume.

There was no one but you and Sawyer in the house. No one knows you’re here.

Hollis rubbed her temple. Someone had followed her on the hiking trail. Now her things were missing. Okay, why would someone take her things? That made no sense.

Except if they wanted to freak you out.

With a shake of her head, she stalked out of the bathroom. Maybe it was a kid from the barbecue on the beach? Wanting a Hollis Stanton souvenir. Or maybe she’d just misplaced them.

She wasn’t going to cower and be afraid. She’d look around for the bracelet and perfume later. She snatched up her keys and handbag.

For now, she was going to head into Paia, get a coffee from Island Brew, then go shopping. Later, she’d cook dinner for a delicious hunk of a man, and maybe have more earth-shattering sex.

Instantly, she felt better. She got in her car and headed for town.

Sipping her chili-cinnamon latte—yes,it sounded weird but it was fabulous—Hollis walked down the main street of Paia. Kiana really was a coffee maestro.

She loved the laid-back vacation vibe of the town. The wooden storefronts were charming and filled with gorgeous things. As she’d been making Hollis’s unique latte, Kiana had proudly shared some of the town’s history, from its sugar plantation heyday to today. Her family had lived in Paia for a long time.

Hollis paused to look in a store window, filled with cute glass bottles, perfumes, lotions, and bowls filled with colorful rocks and semi-precious stones.

She needed a new perfume. She scowled. Hers had to be in the house somewhere. She pushed open the shop door and a bell tinkled. As she moved inside, the smell of incense hit her.

An older man with distinguished gray threaded through his dark hair, and the most hideous Hawaiian shirt she’d ever seen, brushed past her on his way out.

“Hello.” An older woman in a long, flowing skirt, and with long, curly ash-blonde hair appeared from a back room. She gave off a strong hippie vibe. “Welcome to Kaleidoscope.” The woman eyed her. “You have a very strong aura.”

“Oh, um…thanks?”

The woman smiled. “It’s a good thing. I can sense that you’re energetic, passionate, creative.” She cocked her head. “You are showing some worry and stress. You’re afraid of something.”

Goosebumps peppered Hollis’s arms. “Aren’t we all?”

“Luckily, I also detect love on the horizon. You have new shades of pink. I believe it’s with someone you can trust.”

Now Hollis got goosebumpsonher goosebumps. “I’m not looking for love today, just some perfume. Maybe something Hawaiian?”