Page 142 of Pretty Little Things


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That night as I plot the robbery in my head, I keep returning to the Heart of Dark Desires.

It’s a good plan.

It gets me out of the whole thing of being in the middle of a war between two powerful, dangerous men. And everything I’ve learned makes it more and more complicated.

Maybe the kiss I saw that was accidentally captured was nothing more than something fleeting. And the fingers touching a trick of the camera angle.

The looks…well, that makes sense. Of course a young girl had a crush on the beautiful Hendrick. Even at twenty, he was gorgeous, a touch more boy than man, but grown up, and to a girl, everything.

What makes it all heartbreaking is the kind of easy pickings Lili must have been for a predator like Hendrick’s father.

Maybe Hendrick knew, but I don’t think so, because the looks changed with him from embarrassed to stand off interested to interested to… Well… Love. Joy. Something that’s missing from him now.

Even young Jac who breaks my heart for what he could have been, the love when he looks at his little sister, the fierce pride and protective stance.

It’s all there. Drops of water that glisten and gleam on parched earth. Fleeting and randomly caught and telling a story if you see it.

No one can compete with a dead girl.

And I don’t want to.

Those two will rip themselves and anyone in their way, apart. Maybe not now, but one day.

I’m not interested in being their catalyst.

I don’t want to be in the middle.

What I want is to get out, go somewhere, and just be. Somewhere that I’m not ripped into shreds by two dangerous men or how I feel whenever I’m in their vicinity.

I want them. Both. Voraciously.

So the only downside to my plan to get the necklace is I have to see them. Because I don’t know where the fuck it is.

Flipping my pillow, I punch it into shape and lay my head on that pleasingly cool side. My bed’s suddenly too big and empty and that bothers me because neither one has been here.

An hour later I can’t sleep, so I slide from bed, dress and hotwire a car. It’s really a stupid thing to do, but I’m planning on returning it. I just don’t want to get public transport or a cab.

I drive to where Hendrick’s place is, but even from the curb, I can see he’s not there. Maybe I should break in and search, but Hendrick isn’t the kind of man to have the necklace there or at the mansion. He’s got it in another safe, wherever he calls home, a place all my searches have turned up empty.

But there’s something soothing in sitting, close to a place he uses, and there’s a ghost of energy about it. This is probably in my head, and so I drive to Jac’s modern mansion.

That’s lit up like a fucking Christmas tree, and from here I can hear music and laughter and my gut hurts.

No doubt he’s fucking someone. Probably Hendrick is, too, wherever he is. And I should be glad if that’s what they’re both up to. But I’m not.

An ugly jealousy rips through me, even though I’ve been enjoying both of them.

I don’t sit here long. I drive back, park the car, wipe it down, and slip some cash on the floor as payment for the gas.

I’m going to get out. And to do so I have to face them both. It’s the only way. I’ll follow Hendrick tomorrow, see where he goes for the night. Shit, maybe I need to get in there and see where he’d hide it, get a lay of the land.

My heart starts to beat fast and my pussy dampens. If something happens, it happens. And a last fuck…who’d blame me?

Shit, no, I can’t do that. No matter how much I want to. How much I ache. I need to find Hendrick’s place tomorrow, then do the run of the mill job, and then I’ll choose the time to get them both there, and then…

I’m getting the fuck right out of dodge.

TWENTY-SIX

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