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“On?” I ask back.
“Your card.” Beth clarifies. “What’s the credit limit?”
“I don’t really know, I rarely use it. It should be like the one Johnathan has.”
“Oh.” Beth giggles. “Yeah, that can work. I’ll call the girls.”
“Good,” I say and then add, “I’ll drop everything you need off in that garden pot you use to hide your spare keys.”
“How do you know where I hide my spare keys?” Johnathan asks me quietly.
“Have a good night,” I say quickly and disconnect.
I know everyone’s house in the family, or at least the outside of them.
* * *
My hands gripthe wheel tightly as I slowly drive by Eden’s small townhome.
It’s not much to look at, honestly. None of the townhouses on this street are.
The area around here though is clean, well-lit, and looks can be deceiving. I get the feeling that it’s one of the safer places to live.
Community watch signs are posted around the complex, and it gives my skin the creepy crawlies. It’s not like they know that I’m prowling here, but that doesn’t make the feeling go away.
I suppose James was right, he can’t evict women and children. I don’t blame him, but it makes my task of acquiring her a bit harder.
I must have her.
It’s nonsensical in a way. I don’t know this woman. I don’t know her life. I don’t know her period.
But Imusthave her.
The dark voices inside my thick skull will allow nothing else.
This won’t be a one-night thing, either. Just the memory of the brief time we spent together in that alley has my body as hard and tense as a tightly wound coil.
I need her near me.
And to prove that point, I’m sitting here, driving around her streets, trying to find an easy place to hide so I can watch her.
But everything here is too tightly packed in. All the townhouses connect to each other in long rows.
Eden’s home sits between three on each side.
There are no back alleys, no places where I can slip in.
Everything is either tightly packed together or open space with no coverage. This had to be by design. The people here can see everything around them and not have to worry about hidden predators.
Fuck.
Slamming my fist on the steering wheel, I turn out of the little community and drive back to my house.
My cock and balls ache even harder now that I’ve been so damn close to her and I’m forced to leave because I can’t hide anywhere.
I need to see her again. I need to feel that luscious body pressed hard against me. To feel my cock pushing against her.
I almost hope she does try to run.
