Monroe, Marla - The Edge of Night [The Protectors 3](Siren Publishing Classic) by Marla Monroe

She was causing him a lot of trouble, and she knew it. He had planned to go north, and she was fine with that when she wasn’t sure about where to start over, but now, she needed to make a decision.
    Once she had finished dressing, she decided to walk down to the little store she’d seen at the end of the block. It wouldn’t take more than a couple of minutes, and she could buy a pair of shades. She needed the exercise as well. Riding on the back of the bike was tough on her ass as well as her legs.
    She took the key card from off the bedside table and closed the door behind her. Then she quickly walked down the street and slipped into the store. With the jacket on, no one would remember her, she didn’t think—unless they got a glimpse of her eyes. She quickly located the sunglass case and found a pair of wraparound shades that would serve well to keep the sun from her eyes as well as keep them hidden. She found another pair just like them and, after looking around, pulled off the tag from the ones she planned to wear. Then she put the tagless pair back on and carried the pair with a tag to the cash register.
    “Um, I want to buy these sunglasses I have on, but they don’t have a tag. Can you use these since they are the same kind?” She kept her fingers crossed the clerk would fall for it and check her out without taking the glasses off her face.
    “Sure. Kids pull the tags off all the time.” She scanned the pair with the tag and then shoved them into a bag next to the cash register with similar items. “That’s six fifty-three.”
    Amanda paid the lady and smiled her thanks. Then she walked outside in the now less-bright sunlight to head back to the motel—right smack into Morgan. He grabbed her upper arm and marched her back the way she’d come.
    “Do you have any idea of how dangerous it could be for you to be out by yourself?”
    Morgan’s stride was too long for her, and instead of jogging to stay up with him, she dug her heels in.
    “I can’t walk that fast. Slow the fuck down,” she yelled.
    “I walked out of the shower to find the room empty. I had no idea if you left for a walk or to chance a lift from some stranger.” He slowed his pace.
    “I needed sunglasses to hide my blue eyes. They don’t exactly go with brown hair,” she explained.
    “Well, you should have let me get them for you. Instead, someone may remember you,” he argued.
    “I was careful that no one saw my eyes. Not even the cashier. I’m not totally dumb, you know.”
    He let out a breath and stopped outside the door. He held out his hand, and she realized he needed the key card to get back in. She smirked and pulled out the card from her back pocket and slapped it in his hand. He just shook his head and unlocked the door.
    “We need to talk,” he said as he grabbed up clothes and began folding them.
    “I agree,” she said. She shoved her pack closer to the end of the bed and sat down.
    “I need to know where you want to end up and what you plan to do once you get there.”
    “I think somewhere like Phoenix or Albuquerque would be good places. They are out-of-the-way places and large enough cities I can get lost in them.” She leaned back on her hands.
    “Okay, Phoenix would be your best bet. What are you going to do when you get there?” he asked, crossing his arms across his chest.
    “Find a job and a place to stay.” She wasn’t following his train of thought.
    “To find a job and a place to live, you will have to use your name and have money. Both of which will advertise where you are to Guy. Got another idea?”
    Tears began to form behind her eyes. She refused to let them fall. She swallowed hard and drew in a deep breath. She would not cry, damn it.
    “I’ll work for a while in one place, then move around until it’s time for the baby. Once I have the baby, I can disappear again and start over,” she finally said.
    “Not going to work. You aren’t going to be able to work long enough to save up