Seal It With A Kiss (McClellan Trilogy) by Judy Hagemann Read Free Book Online Page A

damned.”
    “You see it?” She asked.
    “I do, if you are talking about the coaster on the coffee table.”
    “Yep—that’s it and I will bet that it is from O’Donnell’s. Do you see the shamrock on the top?”
    “You could be right. A shamrock is Irish and O’Donnell’s would be an Irish name. What are you doing tonight?” Brock asked.
    “McClellan?”
    “No! This is work related. I think we need to go under cover and hang out at O’Donnell’s to observe and to see if we can spot a possible suspect.”
    “Oh.”
    “You sound disappointed Cavanaugh. Are you having second thoughts about our deal?” He asked with a raised brow.
    “Nnnoo.”
    “All you have to do is say the word.” He offered.
    “That’s not going to happen.”
    “Can’t blame a guy for trying. So what do you say?”
    “I think we would be better off if I went alone.”
    “What? No!”
    “Well, the rapist isn’t there looking for a guy you know.”
    “No! You are not going to be bait.”
    “Why not? I think I can defend myself just fine. Do I have to remind you about the night you dropped by my house?”
    “No. I just don’t like it.”
    “That is just too bad. Besides, what are the chances that the perp will even be there?”
    “But what if he is? What if he follows you home?” He said as he tried to come up with a variety of scenerios.
    “I will know if he follows me home—I am a detective after all.”
    “You didn’t notice when I followed you home.” ‘Oh hell ,’ he thought to himself.
    “So that’s how you knew where I lived. Why? Why did you follow me home?”
    “I don’t know.” He half whispered.
    “Do you ever answer a direct question?” Holly asked.
    “Yes, of course.”
    “Then why did you follow me home?”
    “I can’t answer that.”
    “Why not?” She pushed.
    “Because I don’t even know the answer to that myself, damn it.” He relented.
    Holly was stunned by his response. “Back to tonight, I really think it would be best if I go in solo.”
    “The only way that is going to happen is if I go too and sit at a table away from you so that I can observe. That way I can keep an eye out for anyone suspiciously watching you. The second condition is that when you leave, you drive to my place—not yours.”
    “Fine, but you will keep your distance.”
    “It’s a deal. Here is my address and here is the key to my house. Bring an overnight bag so you can spend the night.”
    “That won’t be necessary.” Holly insisted.
    “You’re no fun.”
    “Oh, I am fun all right—you will just never know about it.”
    “Tease.”
    “Ten.”
    Brock stuck out his tongue.
    “Oh that really helps your case!” She declared.
    “What time should we arrive?” He asked.
    “How about seven?”
    “Sounds good—I will get there and get in place and you can arrive about 7:05pm.”
    Brock arrived at O’Donnell’s shortly before seven and grabbed a corner table that gave him a perfect view of the door as well as the bar. He kept looking for Holly and checking his watch. “She should be here by now.” He thought to himself. Checking his watch again, it read 7:15pm. He was starting to get angry when he noticed a gorgeous brunette wearing a short black mini skirt and legs that wouldn’t stop, sitting with her back to him at the bar. “It can’t be.” He whispered. “Could it?” How the hell could he have missed her coming in? A small crowd was starting to form around her, but why wouldn’t they? She was stunning.
    “Is this seat taken?” He heard someone say.
    As he looked up, a cute redhead was looking at him waiting for a response. “Uh—no.”
    “Do you mind if I sit down then?”
    “Go right ahead.” He said still looking towards Holly.
    “She’s pretty, right?”
    “Who?”
    “The woman at the bar that you won’t take your eyes off of long enough to notice me.”
    Brock turned toward the woman sitting next to him. “Let me introduce myself—my name is Brock—and