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"You kidnapped me! That's not keeping me safe, that's scaring the shit out of me. You tie me to a bed, naked I might add, and what? Want me to thank you? I don't believe you. I don't believe anything you say. If I was in so much danger why didn't you report it instead of kidnapping me?"
"Because it wouldn't have made any difference." His words throw me out of my tantrum and send a tendril of concern lancing through me.
"Why?"
"Because of who was watching you." Oh, son of a bitch! I shake my head again not wanting to hear anything else. "It's not going to do either one of us any good when it's the Sheriff's son."
All the air in the room gets sucked out and for just a second I have tunnel vision. "No."
"You know how useless it is, you couldn't even get the restraining order to go through."
"Oh my God, how did you know about that?" He's right. It didn't go through. They wouldn't even let me fill it out.
"When I look I go deep. I had a friend who owed me a favor go ask one of the ladies at the desk in records. She remembered you asking for the paperwork to start filing. She also remembers one of the judges being sent out to talk to you about how much of a mistake that would be."
"Why would she talk to your friend?"
He shrugs, "Money. She has a sick mom."
"You paid someone to ask about me." He gives a brief nod. "Why?"
He hesitates this time, "Wes wanted to find out everything there is to know about Ivy. He wanted me to look into finding out where she would go if she ran."
"Why would she run?" For the first time since I woke up I try to really jerk on the bindings holding me not just test them. He puts his hand around the wrist closest to him.
"She won't, but he wanted to know. He doesn't want her to get away from him."
"Does he have her tied to a bed?" Oh God, I was so stupid. I've been telling her to go hit it like no tomorrow when she could have been giving me clues and signs that she was in the same situation. Wait a minute. Was the whole napping thing code for something? Kid-'napping'?
He shrugs again like he doesn't care if she is or she isn't. "I couldn't say how Wes likes it." What the hell does that mean? "He just sent me there to make sure he could always find her. And I found you."
A memory comes back to me, one that I cling to. "You said that you would take me to her."
He nods once. His fingers uncurl my fingers and the pad of his thumb starts rubbing my palm. His touch does odd things to me. "I will. As soon as I know you're safe."
"Wh...what does that mean?"
He bends down lower and drags in a big lungful of air. I think he's sniffing me. He turns his head so that his lips brush against the shell of my ear. "Don't ask questions you don't want to know the answers to."
He stands back up and the rope around my wrist feels looser. I turn to see my wrist freed. I'm so enthralled with one of my arms being free that I don't realize he's gone to the other side of the bed. Not until that wrist is loosened too. He doesn't make a move to untie my feet and for a while, we just sit and look at one another.
"The island's dangerous without someone who knows where all the traps and triggers are." Why is he telling me this? So I won't run as soon as he lets my feet go. "I've made sure that nothing around the house and just outside will harm you so you can feel free to go anywhere in the house or the surrounding area outside but no further than that. I won't have you harmed because you tried to do something without thinking of the consequences."
I cover my breasts with one arm and my pussy with my hand so I feel less vunerable. "You're not my father. You have no right to tell me about consequences."
As soon as I was up, I'm down. His big body over mine with both of my wrists pinned to the bed over my head. "Everything I do is for you. The grounds are secure for you. No one gets on this fucking island without missing body parts, do you understand."
