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“Oh of course. It’s nothing big. Remember that guy you bumped into a few weeks back? I met him at the library of all places.” She laughed. “Before you jump to anything, we’re just friends and I haven’t fucked him. He’s married anyway.”
“Oh, well we can always use extra friends.”
“True.” Her face lit up. “I do think I know him or know of him. I can’t figure out how though. He just seems familiar or something about him does anyway. I don’t know much about his business and the line of work he’s in, but I know he and his partners help people. I think they’re bikers, but he’s never told me that. He has a friend though who looks like Spencer Reid fromCriminal Minds.” She fanned herself. “Holy fuck balls is he hot.”
My eyes widened. “What?”
“He is. He’s not usually my type. I like older men with tattoos and piercings but this guy, I would drop to my knees for him, that’s for sure. But there’s something about him that scares me.” She shivered. “I would gladly get over my fear though to have him tell me what to do.”
“No.” I shook my head. “Wait, back up.”
Her face fell. “What’s wrong?”
“After...the night Aaron was killed and I was...well, it doesn’t matter...anyway, I remember seeing a guy who looked like Spencer, but I was so out of it, I thought I was seeing things.” Shawnee and I had spent weeks binge watchingCriminal Mindsand both fell in love with Spencer. Even though, like she said, she preferred the older guys, there was something about the young doctor we liked. We had also joked that even though he was awkward in public, he was probably dirty as fuck in the bedroom.
“Oh…well...it must have been the same guy. It had to have been.” She came toward me and pulled me into a hug. “I’ll do some investigating. Don’t worry about it. Drive safe to your mama’s and text me when you get there. Did you tell Sammy where you’re going?”
“I did.” I hoped I would see him tonight before I left but I hadn’t heard from him, so I wasn’t sure if that would happen.
“Good. I don’t need him showing up here demanding to know where his girl is.” She rolled her eyes but as much as she acted as though she didn’t like the idea, I knew that she would love it if a guy did that for her.
I laughed, shaking my head. “I should go. Keep me posted on that guy and please be careful. And...I’m sorry again.”
“Stop. You take care of yourself. That’s most important. I’ll wait for your text tomorrow.”
“Love you.” I went to the door, opened it, and peeked my head out into the hall to make sure that Will was nowhere nearby, then stepped out into it.
“He won’t bother you.”
I jumped, spun around, and found Locke leaning against the wall, playing on his phone. “He could be outside, waiting for me.”
“True, but he isn’t. He had another beer, made some noise about how you’re ignoring him, and left. Cheesy and a couple of the other guys are outside.” Locke looked my way then. “You’re good.”
“Thank you.” I quickly left the building, needing to get home, have a glass of wine, and just curl up in my bed.
Tucking my head down, I waved to Cheesy as I walked to my car. When I was seated inside it, I locked the doors and checked the back seat. To most, it wouldn’t be normal to check but you could never be too safe. Especially with the people I had known once upon a time.
When I was home and finally in my apartment, I let out a breath of relief I never realized I had been holding. My body was tight, my muscles bunched beneath my skin as the night played out in my mind.
An hour later, I was showered, in pajamas, had a glass of red wine in hand, and was about to curl up in bed with a book when my phone buzzed.
Sammy: You home?
Me: I am.
I took a picture of my bare legs stretched out in front of me and sent it to him.
Sammy: Fuck me, I need those legs wrapped around me.
My body heated.
Me: I’m about to drown myself in a glass of wine.
Sammy: Drown in me, pet, and I’ll help you fucking breathe.
I sat forward, my stomach flipping. I didn’t know what he meant by that, but I didn’t care. I liked how it sounded.
Me: Come over. Now.
