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“I thought it was getting sprayed for bugs?” I raise a brow in question.
“I lied, okay? I just didn’t want to stay there tonight.”
I tilt my head and look at her, really look at her. There’s fear in her eyes. It’s fucked up but that fear makes my cock twitch. “Why?”
“Because I have a crazy psychopath stalking me.”
I don’t say anything else. The rest of the car ride consists of Lucy demanding I call the driver and have him take us to her apartment. When the car pulls to a stop outside my house, I don’t wait for the driver to open the door. I take her hand and pull her out of the limo, not letting go even as I start up the front steps.
“Stop, no. I need to go home.”
I turn around and look at her. “It’s late. Just take a fucking guest room and I’ll drop you home in the morning.”
“How do I know you’re not going to chop me up into pieces while I sleep?” she counters.
“Because, one, nobody would be able to sleep through having their limbs chopped off. And, two, you don’t. You don’t know what I am capable of doing to you. You don’t know anything.”
“That doesn’t help.”
“I know.” I lift a shoulder in a half shrug and continue to the front door, before tugging Lucy inside with me. “My parents are staying here at the moment. I’ll give you the quick tour.” I lead her through to the first open space. “Kitchen, help yourself to anything. If there’s something you want that isn’t here, let me know and I’ll get it.” Then I make my way to the stairs that lead to the wing of the house where my bedroom is located. I want nothing more than to force her to sleep in there. I won’t though. Not tonight. Instead, I open the door next to it and show her the adjoining guest room and bathroom. “You can sleep here.”
“Fine, but I’m locking the door as soon as you leave,” she huffs.
“Whatever makes you feel better, Little Bee,” I tell her, opening the doors to all the cabinets inside the room.
“What are you doing?” she asks me.
“Checking the cabinets so you don’t have to.”
Her mouth hangs open as she silently stares at me. Once I’m finished her ritualistic safety check, I turn back to her.
“You’re good. They’re empty.” Then I walk out of the room, leaving the door ajar. It doesn’t take long before she slams it shut and I hear the lock engage on the handle.
I smirk. As if that would be able to keep me out…
* * *
I tossand turn in my bed. I can’t fucking sleep so I get up and head to the gym. Maybe a midnight workout is what I need. Anything to distract myself from the house guest currently obsessing my thoughts.
Before I make it to the gym, I see a shadow slinking down the hall. I follow behind her, watching as she helps herself through the house. Inspecting every detail. She picks up a little red glass apple that sits on the mantle of the living room before placing it back down. My fingers twitch and I can’t help but make my presence known as I grab the apple and reposition it in its correct spot.
“Everything has a place,” I tell Lucy as she stares back at me.
“Funny you say that, because I have a place and it’s not here.”
“Hereis exactly where you belong, Little Bee.”
“Mmhmm,” she says, walking around the room. She starts picking up random objects and setting them down in random spots. I shadow her movements, adjusting everything she touches and returning it to where it belongs. “You have issues.” She laughs.
“I know,” I admit.
“What exactly do you think is going to happen here?” she asks, pointing between us.
“I have no idea.” I shrug.
“I do. I’m going home. You’re going to stay here and keep away from me.” She reaches up and unclasps the necklace from her neck, before setting it down on a side table. “Stop sending me shit, Dominic. It’s not right.”
“Okay,” I agree, with no real intention of following through. But I can see how tired she is. If my acceptance helps her sleep tonight, then I’ll give her that. “I’ll have a driver take you home.”
