Sacrificial Lamb

Naomi’s P.O.V.

“You’re crazy.”

I smiled at the horrified look on his face. It wasn’t my intention to terrify him, but it made me laugh too.

“It’s not funny. There’s no way I am going close to some strange crazy woman. It’s totally wrong.”

“But that’s the only way we can trap her. Think about Dean.”

He frowned, “I’ll forever pick beating her up over that.”

I moved my laptop on my lap. I was supposed to be brainstorming on my new book, and my editor was already on my neck, but some things were more important than satisfying my editor.

“You’re not really dating her or anything. We just need to find out if she’s really the one sending the pictures or not. We need to catch her in action. I’m certain that if she’s the one, they would be a lot of evidence in her house, and the only way we can get that is if we have access to her house.”

He picked up my laptop from my leg, and closed it, completely ignoring my stare to froze him in the action. He settled right between my legs.

“I don’t care i