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I meant everything I said. I just left out the part where she does things to me that even I can’t explain. I’m attracted to her. What kind of person does that make me? She needs someone to help her, not try to get into her pants — not that that’s what I’m trying to do — I’m not a twisted sick fuck like Rueben, and his time will come very soon. But there’s a chemistry between us that is dangerous. Yes, I’m helping her out because I do care about what happens to her and I truly want her to get back on her feet. But hearing this news complicates things.
If her family is prominent in New Orleans, that means she’s not safe from being seen. They’d want her back. These people are dangerous. I need to find out who she’s related to and who these people are. Faking your own death is pretty fuckin’ extreme. The fact that she would rather live like this than to live another day with them tells me everything I need to know.
Now, as I lie wide awake in bed, I wonder if this was such a good idea. I mean, I knew I had to do something. After what that asshole did to her last night, I couldn’t leave her at the shelter. She got away, but that doesn’t mean that he isn’t still stalking her, and waiting to get her alone again. She shouldn’t have to live in fear. Just because she has no place to go, doesn’t mean that her problems are any less important or should be thrown under the rug and forgotten about.
What kind of friend would that make me?
She talks about needing confession and I think I do too. Especially after the incident in the dressing room. I can’t stop thinking about it. I need Dan to throw fuckin’ holy water over my entire body to rid myself of these illicit thoughts about her in see-through underwear. I don’t even think that I could repent for the sins that I want to commit to the beautiful, mysterious woman staying in my house.
I also know I have to talk to Cash about it. He has to know if something dangerous is going on, and I’m gonna need Jett and Rock’s help with tracking down Rueben if I can’t find him in the usual places he hangs out. I can’t keep that from the club, and they’ll want to help find this asshole and stop him from hurting anyone else.
Suddenly, I hear movement by the door as it creaks open. I sit up in bed and I see Bella’s silhouette.
“Bella?”
“I’m sorry, I heard a noise outside and I got scared.” She hovers around the doorway, but my heart strings tug just a little at her wavering voice.
“Are you okay?”
“I… I don’t know. I’ve never slept in a house where I’m completely alone in a long time.”
I swallow hard. I know I shouldn’t be doing this but I pat the bed beside me. “Did you want to sit for a second?”
She moves closer to me and my eyes drift down her body. She’s wearing her new pj bottoms and my sweatshirt... I can see her nipples pebbled through the thin fabric and my dick hardens. I divert my gaze.
Send her away.
Send her away now!
“Just for a minute, if that’s okay?” she whispers. She’s been crying; her face is a little puffy and red.
I move across, keeping the sheets above my waist. I sleep naked but she doesn’t need to know that.
“I can go check outside if you’d feel better?”
She climbs in under the fucking covers and my heart rate skips a beat.
“I had a bad dream, that’s all.”
“Did you want to talk about it?”
She shakes her head, rolling on her side to face me. “I just got scared.”
How the fuck am I supposed to do this with her now in my bed?
My dick is painfully hard and I can’t even adjust it without her seeing. She’ll think I’m a dirty old pervert if I start touching myself.
I glance down at her as she closes her eyes.
“I can make you tea. I hear chamomile helps relax the nerves.” If only my club brothers could hear me now. I wait for her reply, casting my eyes down her pretty face.
A few moments later, her soft breathing tells me she’s fast asleep. In all of two minutes.
I stare at her, unmoving. She can’t sleep here…
I’m well aware that me making her feel safe has made her feel that this is normal; climbing into my bed. But she’s not trying to fuck me. She’s literally terrified and feels safe with me around.
She feels safe with me around.
