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“Oh. Ummm. Okay.” That slithering feeling of inadequacy crawls over me again, tickling along my nerve endings.
He shoves his dick back in his boxers and then tucks in his shirt and I attempt a smile when I see him looking at me.
A puff of dust off to our left makes his head pop up and I frown when I see it. It looks like a car and an uneasy feeling crawls up my spine when I realize that we might not have been alone out here. Someone might have been watching us make love.
“Was someone here?” I ask.
Jude watches the cloud but then shakes his head and pats my shoulder slightly. “It’s alright. I don’t think so.”
But I can’t shake the skeezy feeling that slithers along my back. I nod my head.
“Hey…”. He puts his hands on both sides of my cheeks. “I’ve got you. You’re mine, sweetheart. I will make sure that anyone that fucks with you pays dearly.”
I smile weakly. “Okay. Can you come back later?”
He pauses but then shakes his head. “I’m sorry, baby. I’ve got plans tonight with the sheriff. But I promise I will see you tomorrow.”
“Okay.” I feel bruised and dirty. We just had amazing sex and now he’s running like hell.
Maybe it wasn’t so amazing. Maybe my ex was right and sex with me is just really bad.
He walks me back to the farmhouse. “I want you to make sure that you stay inside from now on. Even if you hear something strange.”
My shoulders come up and I growl, “You don’t get to tell me what to do.”
He grins. “There’s my girl. Just do it to make me happy.”
“Fine.” I’m not sure I’m going to do it but if it makes him feel better, I’ll try.
He leaves in his four-wheel drive truck and then I’m all alone again. I gather up my things from my car and carry them inside the house and sadly close the door.
I don’t understand what it is with me and men, but it doesn’t seem like I give them what they need, and they don’t have a single problem leaving me behind.
Night starts to creep up on the house and that uneasy feeling skitters along my nerves again. The house feels too quiet. So quiet that I can almost hear the ticking of the clock in every room of the big old house.
I swear I saw headlights out on the road and that jumpy feeling hits my belly again. But just as soon as I see them, they’re gone.
A board creaks somewhere outside and I jump, my hand sliding around the front of my throat. I giggle nervously when I see that there’s a door that isn’t closed on one of the buildings. I slip on my boots and head out the door, closing the screen door carefully behind me.
I walk along the long porch and then down the stairs, stopping, my brow crinkling when I swear, I hear a voice in the dark.
After a minute nothing happens so I start moving again. Moving towards the far outbuilding that usually just holds some small machinery and farm equipment. The door isn’t closed and it’s twitching back and forth in the breeze that’s building. That breeze carries the crisp fall chill that comes with the change in the weather.
I reach it and I hear a slight sound inside. I hold the door open and slip inside.
The dark, closed atmosphere of the little building makes my head reel. I stand inside and let the cool air wash over me. It feels stuffy and musty. Like the building itself is breathless with anticipation of something.
Something crashes off to the right in the darkness and I jump, whimpering.
“Wh— who’s there?”
There’s no sound but it still feels like there’s an unseen presence inside the building, watching me and waiting.
I hurry over to the door but before I can get there, a dark shadow pulls away from the wall. A dark shadow soon joined by two more dark shadows.
One of them moves from the shadows and I gasp. “Julius? What the hell are you doing here?”
“What’s it look like?”
