by Harper Sloan
Beck had gone to pull her car into the garage, taken her luggage up to the guest room, and looked over the letter she had received. I think he really just knew that he needed to make himself scarce while Chelcie came down from her panic. The second she pulled into the driveway, she slammed the car in park and rushed into my arms. She hadn’t even shut the car off before she came running.
She just stopped crying about five minutes ago. She hasn’t moved from the seat that she dropped into and I can tell that, even though she’s stopped crying, she hasn’t been able to stop shaking.
“I am, Chelc. I really am.” I smile weakly and walk over the mugs of coffee I’ve just brewed. “Here, I have a feeling we won’t be going to sleep anytime soon. Do you want to talk about it?” I grab her cold hand and offer her the only thing I can, my strength. I know without a doubt that if I didn’t have Beck by my side during all this, I would be feeling the same way as Chelcie. Alone, afraid, and hopeless. This isn’t the first time that I’ve realized how far I’ve come in my own healing, but right here, in this moment, I realize that I finally, finally have all the power in my own happiness. I no longer fear the love Beck has to offer, but I also don’t have the weight of every single ghost from my past choking me anymore.
I’m mentally free from all the pain I’ve been carrying around. Now, all I have to do is get past this mess and enjoy the life I’ve been running from for too long.
It’s time to take the love and strength being offered, and fight with every single breath in my body to make sure I win.
Chelcie’s deep sigh pulls me from my mental ‘ah-ha’ moment. I hate knowing she’s worried, but I know how strong she is, and if anyone has the power to get past this with no scars, it’s my girl.
“I’m here, Chelcie. I’ve had a little bit longer to come to terms with the fact that Adam has turned my life into this mess, but please, tell me you know that the guys won’t let anything happen to us.”
She nods but doesn’t speak. My heart breaks a little when I see a single tear fall from her eyes. She just looks at me, her dark brown eyes pleading with me to take everything away and make it all better.
“I don’t even know how to express how I feel right now, Dee. I feel like just yesterday you were in the hospital, and I was terrified that you weren’t going to wake up. Knowing that sicko is still out there, watching both of us now, is so scary.”
“I know. I’m not going to lie. When I think about someone out there watching my every move, I feel the same way. We’re going to get past this, and then we can look back and laugh.” I smile, but I can tell by the look on her face that she knows I’m just trying to make light of the situation.
There isn’t anything good about this mess. We have no idea where Adam is, and even if we did, I don’t know how I feel about turning someone over to a psycho, regardless of what he’s done to get me into this position to begin with. There is no way I can come up with all that money, and even if I could, I wouldn’t give it to him. My only hope is that the guys get lucky and find some hidden clue as to who he is . . . or we find Adam and get our answers there.
“What if they don’t find him? What are we supposed to do, spend the rest of our lives in hiding? This guy beat you, Dee! He beat you so badly you almost didn’t wake up! This isn’t just some small time asshole. This is huge!” She’s starting to get hysterical, and I have no clue how to answer her. I just nod my head and hold her hand tighter.
Beck comes into the room a few minutes later and stands at the doorway. His face looks hard, and I can tell from the way he’s holding himself that he isn’t happy. My gut clenches in fear, but I quickly bat it down. I need to hold it together and prove to myself that I can handle this, but also be the rock that Chelcie needs.
“Coop and Maddox are coming over in a few hours. It’s late, and there isn’t much we can do at three in the morning, so dump the coffee, and let’s get some sleep.” He walks over to Chelcie and crouches down next to her seat. He waits for her to look at him before placing his hand on her shoulder, offering her the strength she needs. “No one is going to hurt you, Chelc. You and Dee are safe here, and I’m not leaving you two until we figure this out, okay?”
She nods, gulps a few times to try to calm down but loses the fight. I watch with my heart heavy as her body falls forward and she sobs into her hands.
Beck stands before pulling her up from her seat and wrapping his arms around her. He looks over at me, and I give him a small nod so that he knows I’m okay. He looks more worried about the fact that he’s holding another woman in front of me. I give him a smile and reach out to squeeze his arm so he knows that I’m not upset with him. Chelcie needs him and I know how comforting those strong arms are. He continues to hold her while she sobs into his chest, rubs her back, and reassures her that everything is going to be okay. Not once does he take his eyes off of me.
If I weren’t already head over heels in love with this man, this moment would have had me sold. Watching him hold one of my closest friends as she falls apart doesn’t register anything other than the knowledge that he really would do anything to make sure that I, and all those that I love, are protected and happy.
I love you. I mouth.
I love you. He returns.
I stand from my seat and dump out our full mugs of coffee. Walking over to where they stand, I wrap my arms around her back, and kiss her cheek before heading out of the room.
The sounds of someone moving up the stairs come about ten minutes after I’ve left the kitchen. It doesn’t take long for the door to open and my heart to swell when I see Beck outlined against the hallway light. He walks into the darkened bedroom, stripping his clothes as he stalks towards the bed. I roll onto my side and wait for it . . . that moment when he slides into bed and reaches over, pulling me deep into his arms and surrounding me in his protection.
“Are you okay?” he whispers against my ear.
“I will be.” I reply honestly. Because, I will be. We will get past this, and nothing is going to stand in my way now. “I will be.” I repeat.
He doesn’t answer, but then again he doesn’t need to. He just pulls me tighter, pressing his chest to my back, his chin to my neck, and his arms tight around my body. It doesn’t take long before his steady breathing is matching my own.
CHAPTER 22
Dee
“Rise and shine, you horny little humpers!”
I jump when Coop’s voice booms through Beck’s bedroom. I frantically pull the sheets over my naked body, but given the look on Coop’s face, it’s too late and he’s already seen my boobs.
“Nice tits, Dee.”
Yup, he definitely didn’t miss them.
“You motherfucker, stop looking at her like that.” Unconcerned with his nudity, Beck jumps out of the bed and rushes toward him. All my embarrassment disappears when I watch his firm ‘good enough to eat’ ass as he runs out after Coop. It sounds like a herd of elephants running through the house as Beck chases him.
“Dude, if your dick touches me, I’m going to puke!” Coop yells, his voice carrying through the house. He sounds so freaked out that I can’t even hold back the laughter anymore.
I start snickering so hard that I lose my hold on the sheet. Not even concerned about my state of undress, I climb out of bed to get dressed, wiping the tears that my laughter has brought from my face.
With my naked back to the door, I bend over to pick up the shirt that Beck discarded last night, but when a masculine cough hits my ears, I jump and stand. Holy shit. I know it’s not Coop because I can hear his gagging and Beck’s yelling from further away in the house. Shit!
“Please tell me that you’re gentleman enough to have your back to me?” My voice wobbles and my face flames.
“Wouldn’t exactly be able to enjoy the view if I did. Nice ass, Dee.” Maddox laughter echoes through the room before I hear the door shut and his heavy booted feet walking away from the door.
I rush to throw some clothes on. I’m so embarra
ssed that my face feels like it might burst into flames. Thank God Beck was busy with Coop because I’m pretty sure his head would explode if he knew that both of his friends have seen me naked.
Beck comes storming back in the bedroom with his hands covering his dick. I want to laugh, but when I see his face, I know that wouldn’t be the best move. He takes one look at me, standing at the sink brushing my hair, before stalking towards me. His hands drop and I watch in fascination as he grows harder with each step. I lick my lips and he growls. My eyes meet his in question, and I’m met with pure, raw heat.
He walks right up to me and without a word, strips the clothes from my body, lifts me up so my ass rest against the vanity, and rams into me. His movements are frantic and his pace rushed. He licks and bites along my neck and his fingers dig into my hips as he pounds into me. It doesn’t take long for us both to tip over the edge. His lips slam down against mine, eating my screams while I swallow his grunts.
He releases my lips, and with his dick still deep inside me, locks eyes with mine. “Do not shower. I want to know that I’m still inside you when you walk down those stairs and sit down at the table. When those assholes are sitting in the same room with you after just seeing what is mine, I want to know that I’m still all over this sweet pussy.”
Well. Ohhhkay, then. I nod, and when he pulls from my body, we both get dressed in silence before walking downstairs hand in hand.
* * *
Chelcie looks different this morning. I can still see the lingering fear in her eyes, but now, she also looks . . . nervous? We’ve been sitting around the table for about thirty minutes, just making small talk while we eat some breakfast that the boys brought over. The whole time, Chelcie keep looking over at Coop before quickly shifting her eyes away. She hasn’t even eaten much, just keeps pushing it around her plate and worrying her lips.
What in the hell?
I know they hooked up while I was in the hospital last month, but Chelcie has told me that it was just one time, and she knows better than to get tangled up with Coop and his playboy ways. I know there aren’t any feelings for him on her end, and knowing Coop as well as I do, I know there aren’t any on his end, either. He’s completely oblivious to the awkwardness. Just stuffs his face with more and more food.
Beck squeezes my leg, and I look over at him. He tips his head towards Chelcie and just shakes his head once. I know he would tell me if he knew anything, so I nod and continue to eat.
We finish up breakfast and I busy myself with cleaning up the mess. I’ll do anything to buy me some time before we sit down and talk about everything swirling around us.
“You need some help, Dee?” Maddox asks.
I blush remembering him catching my ass in the air earlier.
“Nope, I got it all under control.” I’m loading the last dish into the dishwasher. I can hear Beck and Coop talking at the table and glance over to see Chelcie still sitting there silently.
“Don’t worry. Just because I got an eye full this morning doesn’t mean I’m going to carry you off and enjoy the view up close and personal.”
My shocked gaze snaps to his, and when I see his dark eyes dancing with humor, I want to kick his ass.
“Not funny, Asshole!” I smack him with the dishtowel before walking back over to the table and sitting down.
“What was that all about?” Beck asks, looking at Maddox with a glare.
“Nothing, just Mad being a douche.”
His eyes narrow as he looks over at Maddox, who just holds his hands up in surrender.
“All right, so . . . can we get this over with?” I break the silence, praying that Beck will drop it. Maddox might be the most closed off man I’ve ever met, but I know he didn’t mean anything by his comments. He has apparently grown a sense of humor overnight, and even though it’s at my expense, it’s nice to see him not so closed off.
“Stop thinking about her ass.” Beck growls, taking my hopes that we can just forget about this away in a flash.
“Seriously, just forget it!” I snap.
Beck breaks his heated staring contest with Maddox to look over at me.
“He saw you naked, Dee! You want me to just forget about it?” His tone is low and lethal. I know he’s seconds away from going all alpha-man crazy.
“Oh, really . . . you know, I’m aware that he saw me naked, but it was also an accident. When you were running through the house with your dick flopping all over the place for everyone to see, you didn’t see me going all crazy. Oh no, I was laughing, because, hello! It’s funny!”
His nostrils flare and his eyes are still narrowed, but he doesn’t say anything.
AH! I swear that these overgrown apes are going to be the death of me.
“Stop your shit, John Beckett. So what? Coop got a quick look at my girls and Maddox saw my naked ass. THEY aren’t the ones that get the benefits of possessing this body. It’s all yours! I didn’t flip out when everyone in this house saw you, and I would appreciate it if you could tone that testosterone down a little. So, would you please stop?”
“Those two bastards didn’t enjoy looking at my junk, but I know they enjoyed the hell out of yours!”
For the love of God! It takes me a second to tone down my frustration, and if I’m honest with myself, it’s hot as hell to watch him get all jealous and possessive.
“Are you forgetting about the very feminine set of eyes that got to take in all that is little Beck?”
Coop chokes on his drink when I finish talking. Maddox booms out a laugh that shocks me enough to look his way. If I weren’t so frustrated with Beck right now, I might drool over how handsome he looks. How has no one noticed, besides Em, just how good-looking he is? Even Chelcie seems to be zoned in on all that is Maddox Locke smiling and laughing.
“Dee!” His growl has me snapping my eyes back to his.
“What?”
“Eyes. On. Me.”
“Oh, you infuriating man!” I stand up, shift until I’m in his lap, and press my mouth to his ear. “Your tits, your ass. No one else’s but yours. Yours to touch, lick, and kiss. No. One. Else. Do I need to keep listing all the parts of me that belong to you? Because, Baby, we don’t have enough time for me to list every single part of my body.” When I finish whispering in his ear, I pull back and look into his eyes. I want him to see how serious I am and how ridiculous his caveman act is.
His eyes are burning with emotion. I can see how hard he’s working to control this jealous urge of his. The lust and desire that lights his eyes doesn’t shock me, but when I see his face go all soft and my words penetrate his thick head, I know he gets it.
He understands. He out of everyone knows how big it is for me to admit that I belong to anyone, but more importantly, he gets that right here in the midst of his stupid jealousy, that I am completely his.
Mind, body, and soul.
He closes his eyes and pulls me deeper into his arms. Chills rake through my body when he presses his lips against my temple and leaves them there. Just breathes me in and takes the moment he needs.
“Well, as entertaining as it is to watch Beck go nuts, why don’t we focus on the shit that needs focusing?”
I glare at Coop, pissed that he interrupted Beck’s and my moment. It pisses me off that all this shit with Adam and the asshole sending the letter has come at the worst possible time.
“What have you found out?” Beck asks, never lessening up his hold on my body. His voice vibrates through my back, causing me to shiver.
“Not much from that letter. I’m going to drop it off with a buddy of mine at the police station and get them to run it for prints. No postmark, which we expected, so either he had someone drop it off at the office, or he paid someone to do it for him. Either way, we most likely aren’t going to get shit off that letter. Pictures are all local. Most of the ones of Chelcie are her coming and going from Roberts Insurance. Nothing that leads me to believe he knows much about her personal life, which was also to be expected. Chelcie just h
appens to be his way of shaking Dee up because he knows about their friendship.” Maddox pauses for a second, and I take the moment to glance at Chelcie. She doesn’t look as scared as she was last night, but she still looks worried.
“I did get lucky on Adam Harris. Seems that he isn’t as stealthy as this other douchebag. Picked up a trace on his cell phone. Local tower, so for some reason he seems to be in the Atlanta area. I’m still working on the rest, but he isn’t using any bank or credit cards, mainly because he doesn’t have any money in those accounts. There are a few shithole motels around where his phone was traced, but no luck finding him. For now, he’s our number one concern.”
When Maddox finishes talking, I let out the breath I didn’t realize I had been holding. They have nothing. Well, nothing reassuring.
“So, you’re telling me that this Adam guy is local and very well could reach out and fucking touch me?” I whisper. I notice Chelcie shudder out of the corner of my eye and regret the way I worded that.
“No one is going to get their hands on either one of you.” The venom behind Coop’s promise shocks me. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him act like that before. He normally hides behind his ‘don’t give a fuck’ immaturity, but this right here is a side to him I’ve never seen. “I mean it. We won’t let anything happen to you two.” He looks away and we’re all silent for a minute, letting Maddox’s news sink in.
When Coop’s cell rings a few minutes later, I jump in Beck’s lap, causing him to grunt when I land awkwardly. “Thanks for that, Babe.” He groans, adjusting me better in his lap.
“Oh, I’ll kiss it and make it better later.”
Coop checks his caller ID, and a big shit-eating grin takes over his face. In hurried movements, he accepts the call, stands, and places the phone to his ear. “Ash! God, is it good to hear your voice.”
What? Who the hell is Ash? I look at Chelcie when I hear her gasp, and like a damn light bulb going on, it all makes sense. Damn, I knew I should have said something to her about getting mixed up with him. Regardless if it was once or a few times, she obviously is upset knowing he’s talking to another chick.