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Panic sits in my chest, because I hate not knowing where she’s at at all times. I don’t care if that makes me insane, but it’s a fact and she knows it. It’s the reason we share our location. So I don’t worry and go psycho.
I shoot Michael a text and he responds right away telling me that everything is working fine, but if she’s got her tracker off there’s not much we can do. I wait a few moments thinking that I could go into the library and check on her, but I’m parked where I can still see her car. She’s working late, so I’m sure it’s fine. I’ll just wait on her until she’s ready to leave.
My service on my phone is acting up, and by the time I switch back over to the cameras, Emily is gone from her office and that douchebag boss of hers is gone, too. Frustration and mounting anger take over and I don’t have any patience left. I hop out of my truck and make my way into the library for the second time today.
Emily was texting me and teasing me one second, then the next she was out of my sight. I’m a man with a lot of control, but she tests me every chance she gets. Maybe she’s looking for a repeat of our lunchtime activities, and I’m all too eager to give it to her.
When I get to the front desk I see Nancy from earlier. She looks up from her book and she’s surprised to see me standing there.
“She’s already left for the day,” she tells me before I even open my mouth.
“I thought she was working late?” I ask calmly. Emily always says I get worked up too fast.
Nancy looks around as if to make sure we’re alone and then stands up and leans in. “Mark asked her to go to a charity function tonight. But to be honest, I don’t like the sound of it.”
“What do you mean?” Now is the time to get worked up.
“He just gives me a creepy vibe, and your wife is so sweet. It’s not that I think he would actually do anything. I mean, the man is like the size of my leg. I’m sure he’s harmless.”
“You’re not making me feel any better.”
“Sorry!” she says, covering her mouth. “They’re just across the street, at the lounge. I think maybe it’s being held there? I don’t have any more details other than that.”
I nod before I turn around and try to keep my stomps quiet as I leave the library. I hear someone following me and I glance back over my shoulder.
“Hey, wait up,” Nancy says, but I don’t slow down.
Right then my phone rings and I see it’s my friend William. I don’t want to answer it, but he hangs up and then calls right back.
“Can’t talk,” I say to Will, solely focused on getting to my wife. The feeling in my gut is churning and I don’t like this. Not one damn bit.
“Where are you? I’ve got eyes on your wife with another man,” he says.
“I’m coming in hot,” I growl just before I barge through the door.
Like a beacon in the night I spot her right away, and then I see the hemmed-in position her boss has her in and the fear in my bride’s eyes.
I’m a goddamn madman as my vision turns red and I begin to move. I’m going to rip every limb from his body for daring to get close to what’s mine and putting that look on her face. But just as I’ve taken a step towards then, I see the fear that was gripping Emily a half a second ago has changed into outright hate. As if in slow motion, I watch as she lashes out and backhands the taste out of her boss’s mouth.
My woman hits him so hard he flips around backwards and stumbles a few steps before he stands upright again. And by that time, I’m there. I come up behind him and grab him by the upper arms before I slam his face into the wall.
I do it once, and it didn’t feel good enough, so I do it again. I contemplate a third time, but I don’t want him to pass out just yet.
“Who the fuck do you think you are?” I ask, flipping him around so he can face me.
“Someone call the police,” I hear Nancy say, but then Will is the one to answer.
“Let’s just give them a moment to handle this private matter. Then we can involve the authorities.”
I look over my shoulder to see him leading Nancy to the other side of the bar and keeping prying eyes out of sight.
“You okay, Button?” I ask, finally allowing myself to look at my bride. I’m scared that if I see her crying, I’m going to let him go and run to her. And right now, this motherfucker needs an ass-beating.
