Nobody's Girl: A Billionaire Romance Novel

by Michelle Love

“So we have to wait?” Kyle asks.

  “It won’t be long, Kyle,” Eden assures him.

  “I’ll make some sweet tea while we wait,” I say.

  “Why would Laura be at the sheriff’s house?” Kyle asks us.

  “I have no idea,” Eden answers him.

  “We will know shortly, Kyle. Just try to relax until then. I found some chocolate chip cookie dough in the fridge. I’m going to make some cookies. Come help me, Kyle,” I tell him, trying to distract him.

  “I guess I should find out where everything is in here. I don’t want Laura to have to do all of the cooking,” Kyle says.

  “The cookie sheets should be under the cabinet, Kyle. I’ll pre-heat the oven.”

  “I’ll be out back by the pool. I need to call our parents and let them know how things are going,” Eden tells us, then walks out of the back door.

  I finish making the tea, then pour Kyle a glass. “Here, have some tea. It’ll calm your nerves.”

  “Thank you, Al. Thanks for understanding. I feel like I’m going crazy here. I can’t figure anything out about any of this. It makes no sense why Laura would be over there,” Kyle says as he puts the tray of cookies into the oven.

  “I know it’s confusing, to say the least. I mean, why in the hell didn’t the sheriff say anything to me about that?” I ask.

  “It doesn’t make any sense at all. I just want it over soon,” he says.

  The back door opens and Eden walks in. “He’s here.”

  As we walk out the front door, a black suburban drives up. A well-built man wearing a black suit gets out of the car. Eden walks over to him as Kyle and I hang back.

  “What do you mean, she’s in jail?” Eden shouts at the bodyguard. Kyle and I look at each other, then get closer so we can hear everything.

  “The sheriff said she left here last night and he happened to be driving down the road on his way home. She pulled out of the gate here and sped down the road in front of him. She appeared to be drunk, so he had his deputy, who was riding with him, take her car to his house and he took her to jail,” the bodyguard, Jake, tells us.

  “I don’t understand why she hasn’t called anyone to tell them that,” I say.

  “The sheriff said the judge deemed her a flight risk. She was apparently very hostile towards Sheriff Hardy, hitting him repeatedly. The judge has not set her bail yet. They won’t let her make any calls until that time. They also have her in isolation so she can’t hurt anyone,” Jake says.

  “This is ridiculous. We need a lawyer. That sheriff, a couple of his deputies, and a judge were here last night. They have an idea that we’re hiding what the jet was chasing,” Eden says.

  “Then she needs to be out of there as soon as possible, before they get her to talk,” Jake tells us.

  “She won’t say anything about that. She takes her responsibility seriously. She would never give up any information about them,” Kyle says.

  “I am sure she would never deliberately give up any information. Unfortunately, drugs could be used to get the truth out of her,” Jakes says.

  “Jesus,” Kyle says as he begins to pace back and forth.

  I look at Eden, then turn to take Kyle back into the house. “Come on, Kyle,” I tell him. “Let’s go back inside. Your cookies are probably done.”

  He follows me in. “This is bad, Ally. I just want her back here. What if they drug her? I can’t take that. This is my fault because I’m a mess up.”

  “Kyle, stop that. This is no one person’s fault. Blame is not what needs to be done. We need to focus and take care of business. I’m positive we have lawyers who will get her out quickly. Have faith.”

  Kyle looks at me, then hugs me tightly. “I love her, Ally. I know it now for sure because this is killing me.”

  “I know you do. We’ll get her out,” I tell him.

  Eden comes in the front door. “A lawyer is coming to see what he can get done. This is a bad situation, with the damn police department as well as the judge being against us. We’ll get her out, though, so don’t worry about that,” he tells us.

  “Kyle, turn off the oven and take out the cookies, then let’s go get her car,” I say.

  “Alyssa, I don’t think …” Eden says.

  “I want to see this man,” I say.

  Kyle looks at me. “Ally, there’s no way we can let you do that. You could end up in there as well. These are not people to think you can control.”

  “We need to get her car back. That’s all I’m talking about. Let’s go get it,” I say.

  “Don’t get out of the car, Alyssa,” Eden tells me as we pull up at the sheriff’s house.

  I look over at Kyle, who’s sitting right next to me in his tall new truck. “You walk up there with him and don’t get back into this truck until he’s out the driveway,” I order him.

  “Yes, ma’am,” Kyle says.

  Then I turn to Eden, who’s sitting on the other side of me. “Picture the dogs in your head, They’ll immediately calm down.”

  The minute both Kyle and Eden are out of the truck, the front door opens. An older woman is standing at the door and a large German Shepard stands in front of her.

  “What do you want?” the lady shouts.

  “We’re here to pick up this car. It’s my wife’s,” Kyle tells her.

  “That girl ain’t your wife. My husband, the sheriff, told me that. So why’d you lie to him?” she asks.

  “She is my wife. I don’t know why he would tell you anything different. I just need to pick up the car. I don’t want to upset you or anything,” Kyle says.

  “You ain’t upsetting me, boy. You go on ahead and take that car. It ain’t mine. I’ll tell you one thing, though. You’re starting things out all wrong here,” she says.

  “I don’t mean to be doing that, ma’am,” Kyle says, then motions for Eden to take the car.

  Eden starts to walk towards the car and the dog standing in front of the lady begins to bark. “He don’t like you,” the lady tells Eden.

  I focus on the dog and he stops barking. Eden continues towards the car, getting in and starting it. He drives past me as he leaves the driveway.

  “Thank you, ma’am,” Kyle says to the lady, then walks back to the truck.

  I see the lady lean down and say something to the dog, then it takes off running towards Kyle. She must have given it an attack command. I open the door and jump out, running towards the dog as Kyle moves quickly towards the truck.

  “Get back in the truck, Alyssa,” he yells at me.

  I stop, standing perfectly still as the dog stops in front of me, growling and barking. I look up to see the lady has shut the door. I see the curtain pulled back some, I guess so she can see out.

  “Be quiet,” I tell the dog in a hushed voice.

  The dog stops barking and turns his head sideways as if asking me how I did that. “Go back to the house,” I tell it. He turns and trots back towards the house.

  I turn to go back to the truck. Kyle’s waiting for me. He picks me up, putting me in the truck on the driver’s side. “Eden is going to kill me,” Kyle says under his breath.

  “That dog wasn’t going to hurt me. You, on the other hand, were fixing to get torn up,” I say.

  “I could’ve outrun it,” he says.

  “Just say thanks, Kyle.”

  He looks at me with a frown. “Thanks, dog whisperer.”

  CHAPTER 67

  KYLE

  My cell phone rings as we approach the gate to our house. “Hello, Eden. Yeah, we’ll go right over there,” I say, then hang up the phone.

  Ally looks over at me from the passenger seat of my truck. “What did he say?”

  “Eden said the lawyer is at the jail and we can go over there now.”

  Alley asks, “Is he going too?”

  “He’s almost there now,” I say.

  When we arrive at the jail, we see the lawyer talking to Laura through a thick glass window. Her eyes fly up as we walk in. I turn to look
for Eden and find him standing up by the wall with a frown on his face.

  I walk up to her. Laura puts her hand on the glass and I press mine up to hers through the glass. She wears a pained expression.

  “Is she all right?” I ask the lawyer.

  “Not really. She’s been sick,” the lawyer tells me. “Here, you can talk to her through this phone. I have to talk to the sheriff.”

  Ally walks up to the glass. Tears are rolling down Laura’s face. “Tell her we’ll do everything we can. She’ll be out soon,” she says.

  I tell her what Ally said and Laura tells me, “I know that. I need you all to pray for me. I’m afraid they might be poisoning me. I’ve been throwing up a lot.”

  Now I see red. “Have you told them you’re sick?”

  She nods.

  Ally asks, “Are they asking her a lot of questions?”

  I ask Laura Ally’s question and she answers, “Not a lot. Just a couple of them. They want to know what flew to our house and where they are now. They said they won’t let me out until I tell them.”

  Eden walks up and says, “We’ll figure this out.”

  A lady in a uniform comes and takes Laura away. Laura looks back at us as tears flow down her cheeks. I’m trying so hard to stay strong for her, giving her a smile as she’s lead away before we turn and walk out of the room.

  Ally almost runs into the sheriff.

  “See you finally came looking for your little friend,” he says.

  Ally looks up at him and says, “Do you not have a conscience?”

  Eden and I go to her side, trying to keep her from getting herself in trouble.

  “You should watch how you speak to me, young lady,” he tells her.

  Ally looks him right in the eye and says, “You should watch who you mess with, sheriff. You’re in over your head. You just haven’t realized it yet. Let her go and you can avoid a lot of trouble.”

  His demeanor changes some and he says, “You think you’re pretty tough. You might know how to get animals to do what you want them to, with that commanding attitude. Unfortunately for you, I am no animal. My brain works on its own.”

  Eden tugs at her to leave. “Come on, Kat. Let’s go.”

  Ally holds her ground and keeps her eyes on the sheriff’s. “It would seem you’re determined to underestimate us, sheriff. It’s a shame you want to do things this way.”

  Eden manages to pull her away and I follow behind them. Looking back at the sheriff, I say, “You might think about letting my wife go. I hate to see what will happen to you if you don’t. You’ve made Kat mad and that never turns out well. The last guy who did ended up in a mental institution. Make wise choices, sheriff.”

  The sun shines brightly as we walk out the doors. I blink and shield my eyes as Eden pulls Ally to Laura’s car. “I’m going to talk to the lawyer. Please just sit in the car and don’t talk to anyone. You’re going to get yourself locked up, Alyssa,” he tells her as he sits her down in the car and seat belts her in, then hands her the keys. “Start the car. I’ll be right back.”

  I get in my truck and head back to the house. My mind is flying with what we need to do to get her out of there and to teach these idiots a lesson. They can’t be allowed to do this to people. I can’t wait for the legal system.

  Eden and Ally are right behind me. I wait for Eden, then we walk up to the front door. “What did you think about what the lawyer said?” I ask.

  “I think what he has planned will take a while,” Eden answers.

  “I want these people to understand that messing around with things which are beyond their imagination is a dumb thing to do,” Ally says as she walks in and grabs a bottle of water out of the fridge.

  I lean past her to grab a bottle of water myself and say, “Ally, you have to simmer down.”

  Eden takes her hand in his. “Your temper is as bad as your jealous streak. You have to make decisions with a calm mind. Don’t let blind fury run you or you’ll make mistakes, and that could cost you and me both.”

  “I hate it, but I think we have to wait for the lawyer to do this the legal way,” I say as I sit down on the sofa.

  “We could do that, or we can give them what they want,” Eden says.

  I look at Eden. “You can’t mean that.”

  “They want the birds. They can have the birds,” Eden states flatly, then pulls out his cellphone and makes a call.

  CHAPTER 68

  EDEN

  I hear the rattling sound of a truck coming up the driveway. I shout out to Kyle and Alyssa, “They’re here.”

  I head out the door as my mate grabs a flashlight and shouts back at Kyle, “Come on, Kyle, hurry up! We have to get them into the barn!”

  “I’m right behind you,” he tells her as he picks up his flashlight.

  A member of our organization has brought us the much-needed diversion that will get Laura out of jail. I jump into the truck with the man and show him to the back of the property and the barn, where we get out of his truck.

  Kyle jumps out of his truck and helps my wife down. “You’re a freakin’ genius!” he says.

  “I have to agree with, Kyle. Your resources seem to be unlimited. Who else can make a phone call to the San Diego Zoo in California and get a pair of California Condors delivered to their door in a matter of hours?” Alyssa says.

  “Um, you could,” I remind her.

  She blinks at me a few times, then says, “Oh, yeah, but I didn’t even think of it. Being brought up normal has been a real drawback for me.”

  “No, it hasn’t,” Kyle says as he jogs up to her, putting his arm around her shoulders. “You met me by being normal. I’m not a drawback. I’m an enhancement.”

  She laughs at him as the truck backs up to the barn doors. “Time to see if these birds can get along with us,” I say.

  “We need to keep it dark for them. They can get upset pretty easily,” Leo, the man from the zoo who is wearing khaki shorts and a shirt, tells us.

  “This is Leo,” I say, introducing him. “This is my wife, Alyssa and one of our guardians, Kyle.”

  The man smiles at us. “It’s good to meet you. I’m really interested to see if you two can communicate with Lucy and Ricky.”

  “Those are their names?” I ask.

  “Yeah, and I want to be really clear that we have to get this done tonight. I can’t have these guys away for long. I’m supposed to be taking them to the vet. They have to be back by tomorrow evening,” Leo tells us as he lowers the wooden door on the crate, revealing a large metal cage with two massive black birds in it.

  Alyssa sucks in her breath and says, “They’re so large and a little scary looking.”

  I reach out my hand to touch the cage. “Hi guys,” I whisper.

  The larger bird comes towards my hand. “That’s Ricky, the male,” Leo whispers.

  To my amazement, the bird leans its head to touch my hand. I release my breath. Then I reach my other hand out behind me, gesturing for my mate to take my hand. She does and giggles quietly, then says, “I immediately felt the fast pace of the bird’s heartbeat.”

  The female bird comes closer to us. Alyssa puts her hand out for the bird to come touch if she wants to. The bird presses her face against the cage. Alyssa touches her face and says, “Her face is bumpy. I can feel the bird’s anticipation of what’s going to happen.”

  “They will work with us,” I say quietly.

  “This is amazing,” Leo says. “Let’s get them out of the cage then.”

  Leo opens the cage door slowly. I stand in front of Kyle, just to be sure they don’t find him a threat in any way. They walk out of the cage cautiously, looking at their surroundings.

  I look at Kyle. “Time to go get the sheriff.”

  Kyle backs out of the barn slowly. I can hear the truck start outside, then he drives off. I say a little prayer that this farce works. Then my attention is drawn back to the large birds as they walk in a circle around us.

  I slowly hold both o
f my hands out and begin to turn the opposite direction they’re going in. They turn around to go in the same direction we are.

  “Amazing,” Leo mutters.

  I stop and so do they. I turn Alyssa and myself to walk away from them and they follow us.

  “They’re ready to go outside and fly,” I tell Leo.

  I see Leo make the sign of the cross over himself. “I hope you have them in control. I’ll be killed if I lose these birds,” Leo tells us.

  I smile at him. “Don’t worry.”

  Leo walks back to the large barn doors and opens them. Alyssa and I walk toward the open doors as they follow us. I feel the cool night air on my face as we leave the security of the barn. The birds are feeling a little confused by the freedom we’re allowing them.

  “They’ve never flown freely?” Alyssa asks.

  “No, they haven’t,” Leo answers.

  “How sad to be a bird and never get to use your power of flight,” she says.

  “Well, they get to fly tonight,” I say as I raise my free hand up high over my head. “Raise your hand, Alyssa.”

  She does as I do and we continue to walk forward into the dark night. The birds take off running past us, one on each side of us. Then they pull up into the air. Both of them shriek at the same time. I find I’m smiling like a child.

  I look at my mate. “This is cool.” I begin to turn us around slowly. “Keep your arm raised until we want them to land.”

  They follow our movements up in the air. I see car lights coming down the dirt road. “Here they come. I pray this works,” I mutter, mostly to myself.

  Kyle’s truck pulls up, followed by another truck. Kyle gets out of his truck as the sheriff and two of the guys from the other night get out of the other one.

  “You have to be really quiet,” Kyle tells them.

  “Okay, let’s bring them down,” I whisper to Alyssa.

  We drop our arms slowly. The birds come in to land, running up to us and stopping just in front of us. I turn us to face the group of men.

  “Time to put on a show,” I say quietly. “Raise your arm, pointing to just over their heads.”

  She does as I say. The birds run past us, right at the men, then pull up to fly inches over their heads. Their majestic ten-foot wingspans and the wind they create blow the cowboy hat off of the sheriff’s head.