left the city was so that he didn’t have to deal with this kind of crap.
“Tell Smith and Cortez to keep me up to date on how the investigation goes,” he said, before turning and heading to his office, a deep, sinking feeling in his stomach that that could have very easily been Katherine. He couldn’t explain it. It wasn’t just the similar looks, it was something more; something that gnawed at the recesses of his gut with a painful twist.
***
Katherine walked through the door of her pottery shop and immediately caught sight of Jeff, her manager. As usual, the man was early, waiting for her with a cup of coffee from her favorite little cafe down the street. She took the cup he offered her and forced a smile to her lips. Damn, but she needed this! She had been up all night, jumping at every sound, and envisioning a steely blue gaze, and strong muscular arms. Gah! Just what in the hell was wrong with her? She had never had a reaction to anyone like this before. It was as if he had implanted himself in her brain.
“Thanks, Jeff.” She moaned softly, taking a sip from her cup, and rolling her eyes in pleasure as the deliciousness eased down her throat. Utter perfection as always.
“Damn, Katherine,” he muttered, coming out from behind the counter, and eyeing her up and down. “You look like complete crap. Are you not sleeping again?”
She shrugged her shoulders, nodding slightly, although that hadn’t been the exact problem last night. Yes, she had been plagued by nightmares and insomnia for the past nine years. But last night, thoughts of Detective Cole McKenzie had tormented her thoughts, preventing sleep from even coming.
“I’ll be fine,” she mumbled over her coffee. “This is all that I need. You are my idol, Jeff. I’d be so darn lost without you.”
“Well, since I am so amazing, why don’t you go on back home and just get some rest. Or better yet, go get a massage and then go home and relax. I can handle things today. It’s Friday, make it a nice long weekend.”
The thought of lounging around all day was tempting. She was bone tired, and perhaps she would actually get a little sleep if she could just curl up on the sofa in the daylight. “Are you sure…” she hedged, hating to dump everything on him.
“I’m positive,” he laughed, ushering her back towards the door. “You’re the boss for God’s sake; use it to your advantage. Take some time off. You deserve to pamper yourself a little…and you definitely need a break.”
“I do have a few errands I could run…oh, and then a nap would be glorious.”
“Then what are you waiting for? Go! Don’t worry about a thing here. I can handle things for as long as you need.”
She let him usher her from the shop and waved her thanks, silently thanking the higher beings for sending that man to her.
***
Katherine struggled with her bags as she walked through the door and dropped them down on the table, then turning and immediately engaging the deadbolts. She had run her errands, had a nice, quiet lunch, and now it was already after four. Exhaustion was hitting her full force, and all she could think of at the moment was slipping into a nice hot bath, and then curling up on the sofa. Maybe watch a movie. She could really do with some silly comedy.
***
She unpacked her groceries and headed upstairs, her body aching. As always, when Katherine entered her bedroom, her eyes scanned the area for anything out of place. It was a habit that had been ingrained in her for a long nine years, and was now automatic. Not that she ever really slept in her bed. No, she thought with a sad little chuckle; that was more for show. Katherine had gotten into the habit of sleeping on the sofa, close to the door, and she very rarely ever used her big, beautiful bed. Breathing a sigh of relief when she saw nothing amiss, she grabbed her robe and headed to the bathroom.
Katherine turned on the water and poured in some bubble bath, letting the scent of