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Arrogance drips from every taunting word and turns my stomach.
“I have nothing to say to you. Get out of my apartment right now. I’m calling for help, and you don’t want to be here when they get here.”
I refuse to engage with him beyond that, but I need him to get the hell out of here. I need him to leave before it occurs to him to do anything else.
My cat is somewhere, and my roommate is down the hall.
There are so many ways this can go bad.
I debate for a second if I should call Ripley or Killian, but I have Killian’s car. Even if he cares more than his friend, he doesn’t have a way to get here, and with Aiden inside my apartment, every second counts.
I press call on Ripley’s number.
It rings twice, and then he answers. “I thought I told you to stay out of trouble.”
“There’s a man in my apartment. It’s one of the guys from last night. Aiden.”
The lazy amusement melts out of his tone and he’s all business when he asks, “Are you somewhere safe?”
“Kind of? I’m in my bedroom with the door locked.” The door won’t hold if he really wants to get in here, but I don’t say that given he’s likely listening on the other side.
“Is there anyone else in the apartment?”
“Yes.”
He waits a second for me to explain, and when I don’t, he guesses. “Your roommate?”
“Yes.”
“Did he come alone?”
“I think so,” I tell him. “I don’t know, I was in the shower and then when I opened the bathroom door, he was in my kitchen. Are you close?”
“I’m not, but someone will be there in a couple of minutes.”
I gasp, startled, when something brushes my foot. Then I nearly dissolve into a puddle of relief when Toast brushes up against my leg.
I’ve never been so happy she was hiding under the bed.
I want to shove her back under there in case he comes in, but instead I scoop her up and hold her close.
It’s quiet on the other side of the door. The handle isn’t jiggling. He hasn’t said anything else, so I can’t even be sure he’s still there.
But maybe that’s what he wants me to think.
“Is he trying to get in?”
“I… I don’t know. He tried to open the door when I first came in, but…”
“He stopped? Do you hear him?”
“No.”
Cognizant that Aiden could still be listening, I don’t want to say too much on my end. My stomach is in knots, and I can’t draw a full breath.
The panic is setting in.
Shit.
