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“Let me know if there’s anything you need.”
I smile at him as I scurry to the elevators and hit the button three more times than necessary. Once I get into the apartment, I’ll be able to make a plan. Once I’m in my safe places I’ll be able to think clearly.
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
DOC
I’ve been in a foul mood all day.
I fucking hate not starting my day balls deep inside my wife, but when I got the urgent call from Storm, I knew I didn’t have time to wake her before I had to leave.
There have been more sightings of Spade and his men, which is doing nothing to calm my possessive need to protect Isla, and each day I get closer and closer to handcuffing her to the bed where I know nothing and no one can hurt her.
I’ve been pacing the apartment for the last twenty minutes, knowing she’ll be home any minute. She reached the building more than ten minutes ago, so I have no idea what the hell is taking her so long to make it up here.
She’s probably talking with Fred. I don’t know what it is about my spitfire, but she seems to befriend people no matter where she goes.
Considering I’m an antisocial asshole, I don’t really get it, but I like that she has other people looking out for her.
The door swings open and Isla hurries inside, slamming it behind her and checking the lock three times before she turns and rests her back against it.
Her eyes flash with something I haven’t seen since the day we met when she meets my gaze, and I rush to her before I’ve made the decision to move.
“What happened?” I demand.
She shakes her head, tears falling down her cheeks. “One of Spade’s men was following me,” she whispers. “I felt like I was being watched all day, but until I got onto the street, I didn’t see anyone. And then he chased me and said something about Spade sending me his regards.” Her words come out rushed and shaky, but she doesn’t pull away when I drag her into my arms.
I shove the anger burning through my veins down to deal with after I’ve made sure Isla’s okay. Before she came along, there’s nothing that would have stopped my rage, but now that she’s in my arms, I refuse to show her that side of me. She doesn’t need to know there’s a beast lurking beneath the surface, begging to be unleashed.
“Did he touch you?” I growl through clenched teeth, holding her tight against my body.
She shakes her head. “No. He didn’t get close enough.” She chokes on a sob. “I’m scared, Doc. Why is he here?”
I hesitate for a moment, trying to decide if I should tell her this isn’t the first time one of his men has been sighted in the city over the last month. But I decide it’s better to keep her in the dark for the moment. She’s already freaked out enough without me adding fuel to the fire. “I don’t know, Isla. But I’ll look into it, okay? You’re safe here. I will always keep you safe.”
She nods. “I know.”
I need to tell Storm that they’ve made contact, but Isla needs me right now, and she’s always my priority.
I lift her into my arms and carry her to the couch, carefully sitting her on the edge. Once I’m satisfied, I pull her boots from her feet and sit beside her, immediately dragging her into my lap.
Maybe it’s time I hire some security for her. Rayne offered a few days ago, but I knew Isla would hate the idea, and there was no reason yet.
But there is now.
I need to make sure she’s safe and although I’d like to be, there’s no way I can be with her all the time.
“It’s going to be okay,” I murmur against her cheek. “I’ll take care of this.”
“I just don’t understand,” she sobs. “We really are together now. Why was he here? How long have they been following me?”
That’s a good question, and one I’ll spend more time thinking about once she’s taken care of. I’ve been back at work for two weeks, although I have cut my hours down significantly to allow for more time at home with Isla. But before that, I spent a good amount of time following her around to settle my obsessive need to keep her safe.
I’ve been doing this for a long time. Hell I was a fucking SEAL for God’s sake. I’m always aware of my surroundings, but I never noticed anyone following Isla.
“I don’t know, spitfire. But you’re safe and that’s all that matters. I will kill anyone that even thinks of hurting you.”
She shakes her head against my chest. “Don’t say things like that?”
