THE VIRTUAL VALENTINE--Book Four in the Minx Tobin Murder Mystery Series
Author: Susanne Marie Knight
Genre: Murder Mystery Romance
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Online serial dater turns out to be a serial killer. But when Death claims this murderer, why is Minx also in danger?
KISSES CAN BE DEADLY
The serial killer stalking Los Angeles will soon be served his just deserts. But that doesn’t mean Minx Tobin is out of danger. First, there’s a crank caller. Then her tire is slashed. Quite possibly, her throat is next. But if the throat-slashing murderer is out of the picture, then who has it in for Minx?
Gabe Harris works two full-time jobs. First is solving murders as homicide lieutenant for LAPD. Second is trying to keep his new girlfriend, Minx, out of danger. But this time, she isn’t to blame for her predicament. Gabe’s job is proving hazardous to her health.
Homicide Lieutenant Gabe Harris, protective of his new love, Minx, is annoyed that she doesn’t take his recommended advice concerning her safety.
Gabe took the now-empty seat and folded his hands in front of him. “Am I to infer then that your promises are always meaningless, Minx?”
Her deep brown eyes reflected pain. “No, of course not. You’re making too much out of this, anyway. After you left my place this morning, the doctor’s office called. I have his blessing to return to work providing I shorten my day and take it slow.”
That she listened to her doctor and not him steamed him further. “I explained about the Thursday killer, Minx. We don’t have anything on this monster except that, in all probability, you’re a target.”
“I was going stir-crazy, Gabe. And there are lots of single ladies whose last name starts with the letters ‘To.’”
“Hell, woman!” He dug his fingers into his hair. “You’re going to give me more grey hair, you know that?”
Since he’d gone prematurely light and dark grey nearly fifteen years ago, his statement was more for effect than an actual prediction.
Maybe she realized that because she didn’t seem to take offense. Instead, she trailed her fingertips over the knuckles on his hand and then sensuously moved up his forearm. “Sounds like you’ve had a long, hard day. C’mon, let’s go get changed. I’m dying for a shower.”
She also ran the tip of her tongue over her lips in a way that made him salivate.
“I’ll wash your back, Gabe.”
While the day had indeed been difficult, now it was hard as well. He grabbed her hand and sandwiched it between his own. “Only if I can wash yours, too.”
Her slow smile caused him to sizzle. “Naturally, Lieutenant. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
His annoyance--which was really worry in disguise--suddenly vanished. In its place, sensations of sight, sounds, scents, tastes, and touches from the past week seared his memory. Making love to Minx was a multiplex experience; he savored every waking minute.
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Susanne Marie Knight
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