Trapped In Shadow (Shadow Walker Romance Series Book 4) by Caryn Moya Block

her apart and put her back together again. She didn’t know who she was anymore. The only thing she did know was that she couldn’t lose him.
    “Hugh,” she whispered.
    “It’s okay, baby. I’ve got you.”
    Stacey smiled, knowing it was true. He was her anchor, her everything. She hiccupped and brushed the tears from her face. What a sight she must be, probably all splotchy. Hugh stopped the rocking and gazed at her tenderly. He brushed his fingers over her cheek.
    “Beautiful,” he murmured.
    “Yeah, right. I look awful when I cry, all red and blotchy.”
    “You look beautiful. The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Now, tell me. Did I hurt you?” His face looked worried.
    “No. I’m fine, just a little overwhelmed. Great sex can do that, or so I’ve heard.”
    “Overwhelmed? Great sex? Honey, that was so much more than great sex. I’m so afraid of losing you, I’m having problems breathing. If you hadn’t already promised to marry me, I’d be planning a trip to Vegas right now. Me, I hate Vegas. I know all the odds of losing while gambling and the house always wins.”
    Stacey couldn’t help but laugh at the disgruntled look on his face. Whatever happened, affected them both. As long as they stayed together, they’d make it okay. Hugh stared at her in amazement making her laugh harder.
    He shook his head. “Great. Now she’s hysterical.”
     

Chapter Seven
     
     
    It took a while to reassure Hugh that she wasn’t broken. Finally he’d gotten into the shower to clean up. They were expected for a briefing in an hour. Stacey stretched, enjoying the relaxed feeling of her body. She couldn’t remember a time she felt so peaceful.
    A knock sounded at the door. Stacey didn’t want to get out of bed. She grimaced and grabbed a robe.
    “Who is it?” Her stomach grumbled.
    “Housekeeping. I have your breakfast cart.”
    Stacey hurried to the door and opened it. “Breakfast. I’m starving.” A young man pushed the cart into their room. Damn, she didn’t have any cash handy. Should she tip him?
    The waiter didn’t wait for a tip and headed out the door. “Have a good day, miss.”
    “Hold the door,” a voice called from the hallway. Charlie White Owl walked in, passing the waiter on his way out. “Sorry for barging in. I need to talk to Hugh.”
    “He’s in the shower.”
    The water suddenly turned off. Hugh walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist and another in his hands wiped at his hair.
    “I thought I heard your voice. What’s up, Charlie?”
    “Joe Running Bear interviewed all of our department while you were on your mission and cleared them of stealing our designs. All, but one. Tessa Landon. She was out on leave.”
    “Tessa? She’s a single mother. Her three-year-old daughter is Cassidy, right? I can’t see Tessa stealing anything let alone our designs. Stacey, grab your shower, sweetheart, and then we’ll eat breakfast.”
    Stacey didn’t want to miss the rest of the conversation, but figured Hugh could fill her in later over breakfast. She rushed into the bathroom.
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    Hugh walked over to the breakfast cart and poured himself a cup of coffee.
    “How long ago would she have taken the plans for the chip?”
    “I’m thinking around two years ago. The same time her husband had an accident and was killed.”
    “Do you think her husband’s death might be part of this? Zenith killed her husband?”
    “I like Tessa. She’s sweet to everyone. Brings cookies and stuff into the office. She adores Cassidy. I’ve never heard anyone with a mean word against her. She’s brilliant in her designs and is working on a laptop computer made of all natural materials so we can carry it through Shadow.”
    “If she’s a spy, she would do all those things to keep everyone from considering her a threat.” Hugh ran his hand through his wet hair. “Let me get some clothes on. Help yourself to some coffee.”
    “Thanks. I don’t think Tessa is a spy. I think someone