Murders & Romance: A Psychic Detective Romantic Mystery (Isaac Taylor Mysteries Book 5) Lashell Collins (top 10 inspirational books TXT) 📖

“Yes, I did.”

“Um hmm.” Isaac stared into her eyes. “You’d better look out when our two weeks of abstinence are over.”

A sexy grin slid over her lips, and Isaac just wanted to reach out and grab her.

“Is that a threat, Detective?”

“Just a fact, ma’am.”

She took a bite of melon and Isaac shook his head and turned back to his breakfast.

They turned up the radio and sang along to the oldies for the entire half-hour drive to the beach at Lakeview Park.

Isaac looked over at Sidney while she was bopping to The Marvelettes and smiled. He loved seeing her happy and smiling, and he was so hopeful that she might finally be bouncing back from her incredible sadness over losing their baby.

He reached over and took her hand, and she smiled at him and kept on singing.

When they reached the beach and found a parking space, Sidney hoisted the tote filled with towels and other supplies onto her shoulder while Isaac grabbed two beach chairs and the small cooler with drinks from the trunk of the car. Then he took Sidney’s hand.

“Is that a rose garden?”

She was transfixed by the huge blooming circle that heralded the entrance to the beach.

“Yeah, it is. You want to go have a look?”

She looked up at him. “Are we allowed?”

“Of course. It’s there to be enjoyed. Come on.”

He led her over to the garden, where he spent the next several minutes just smiling and watching her marvel at and sniff all the different colored roses.

“This place is beautiful! How many varieties do you think are planted here?”

Isaac shrugged a shoulder.

“A couple hundred, at least.”

“I have never been to a beach that had a rose garden to greet you.”

Isaac laughed and took her hand again, leading her out of the garden. They got to the top of the steps that led down to the beach and stopped.

“Look at that.”

He nodded toward the lake. The morning was glorious — blue skies, bright sun, gentle breeze. There were already a few boats on the water, and mild waves crashing into the break walls.

“Now that’s a view,” Sidney whispered.

“Yeah, it is.” Isaac glanced around at the small patches of people dotting the sand. “Let’s go find a semi-secluded spot so I can have a chance at relaxing for a while.”

“Okay.”

They descended the steps down to the sand and made their way across the beach.

“Oh, there’s a lighthouse!”

She pointed to the Lorain Lighthouse in the distance, and Isaac grinned.

“Yeah. Pretty cool, huh?”

When they found a suitable spot that was far enough away from other people for him to feel comfortable, Isaac set up the beach chairs — the kind that sat low to the sand and sort of reclined — and put the cooler in between them, like a table.

Then he had to stop his tongue from hitting the sand when he looked up to see Sidney remove her sweatshirt and shimmy out of her shorts. The woman knew how to fill out a bikini.

She sat down on one of the chairs and pulled a tube of sunscreen from her straw bag, and proceeded to rub a dollop into first one shapely leg, and then the other.

Isaac shook his head and looked out at the water. Then he pulled his t-shirt over his head and set it aside.

“Would you mind?”

She was holding out the sunscreen to him and smiling in that I’m-sexy-and-I-know-it sort of way that always drove him the right kind of crazy.

Who was the idiot who decided to come to the beach and torture himself by looking at her gorgeous body in a tiny bikini all day?

Oh, that’s right. It was him.

He was the idiot.

“Of course not.”

He took the tube of sunscreen and she turned around. He put a small blob of the stuff in the palm of his hand and rubbed them together before beginning.

The moment he touched her skin he saw a vision of the future. One he didn’t understand, and didn’t particularly like.

A crying baby boy covered in blood and clinging to him.

Cops and police tape.

Sidney with tears in her eyes.

“You’d better put some of this on too, you know? You don’t want to burn.”

“Huh?” Isaac snapped out of his vision and finished rubbing sunscreen onto her back and shoulders.

“I said you should put some on too, so you don’t burn.”

“Oh. Right.”

She glanced over her shoulder at him.

“You okay?”

He forced a smile. “Yeah.”

Sidney turned her body around and stared into his eyes, and Isaac knew what was coming. She could read him like a book, and he often wondered if that was because of their extraordinary psychic bond, her being his shield and all.

“You saw something just now when you touched me, didn’t you?”

He sighed and glanced out at the water.

“Yeah, I did. Only I have no clue what I saw or what it means.”

“Well, what was it?”

Isaac shook his head and finally looked back into her eyes.

“I don’t know, darlin’. Just a bunch of jumbled images is all. You know I don’t like to speculate about them until I can make heads or tails out of what I’ve seen.”

She stared at him.

“Was it something bad?”

“Sidney…”

“All right, I know. Well, if you change your mind, I’ll be sitting right here soaking up the sun.”

He grinned. “I’ll remember that.”

He watched her lean back in the chair and stretch out her sexy legs. She looked out at the water and breathed in deep.

Isaac did as she suggested and put on the sunscreen, still mulling over the things he’d just seen in that flash. None of it made any sense to him.

Why would that little boy have blood all over him?

And who was he?

And why was he clinging to Isaac so tightly?

What were all the cops doing there? Wherever ‘there’ was.

And most importantly, why was his Sidney crying?

He had no way of knowing if all of those images were connected in some way or not. Maybe one had nothing to do with the others. Although, his flashes had never worked that way before. Not even