Sarah had always been the kind of girl who turned heads. With her long, wavy auburn hair cascading down her back, piercing green eyes, and a body that curved in all the right places—full breasts straining against her tight tops, a narrow waist flaring into hips that swayed with every step—she drew attention like a magnet. Living alone in her small apartment on the edge of campus, she relished the independence, but lately, a thrill of something darker had crept into her nights. There was a stalker. She sensed him, felt his gaze burning through the thin curtains of her bedroom window when the moon hung high. Most guys who ogled her were forgettable, but this one... he caught her eye for real. Or rather, she caught his.