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I had to stop this. I began pacing back and forth, telling myself that, tomorrow, I would be cleaning the library at this time, and all would be well with the world. Rochelle would want to hear about the fairy romance I’d just read, and although the first book had been hard to get through, this second one was awesome.
My mouth was dry, and my stomach grumbled. I looked back at the stairs. Was he going to come back? I needed some water. Anything. I walked over to the bottom of the stairs and listened. It was quiet, but that could be that it was soundproof down here. My stomach rumbled some more. I needed something to drink and eat. I’d been told to stay down here, but he had checked me for a tracker since then. Maybe I was expected to come up when I was ready. He hadn’t told me to stay down here after he checked me and left.
I headed up the stairs, unlocked the door, and stepped into the hallway. The windows up ahead told me it was almost dusk. Why hadn’t they sent me home already? Had they forgotten I was down there? I began to walk, not sure which direction I should go when I heard something or someone. Following the sound, I listened for more, but it sounded like muttering.
The light was on ahead, and I could tell the noise was definitely coming from that direction. I walked toward it, and just as I stepped into the open room, I realized it wasn’t a mutter but a groan. My gaze went to the sofa. Huck was leaning back. I could only see the profile of his face, and his mouth was slightly open. I took another step in and started to say his name when his arm moved up and down. Pausing, I waited, unsure what he was doing.
“Harder,” he demanded, and I heard the gagging sound.
Before I covered my mouth, a sound escaped me. Huck’s head turned, and his eyes locked on me. I stood there, knowing I needed to leave the room, but unable to make my legs work.
The look of pleasure on his face made my stomach feel funny. I saw the brown hair clasped in his fist as he jerked up the head of the woman who was between his legs before shoving it back down. He kept his gaze on me. I watched as he lifted his hips to thrust into her mouth.
“Take it. Suck it like a good little whore,” he growled. “That’s it. Just like that.”
He wasn’t talking to me, but it felt like it. His eyes were locked on me as he talked to her. I should go, but I didn’t. I wasn’t sure I could. Huck’s face tensed up as a groan tore from him. He jerked, looking satisfied.
“Swallow it all,” he said as a smile curled his lips.
Forgetting about food or water, I spun around and rushed back to the door leading downstairs. I had just watched Huck get a blow job. What was wrong with me? Why was I so messed up? As if it wasn’t bad enough that he’d had to see every imperfection of my body today, now, he’d seen me be a full-blown voyeur. Surely, I’d be going home now.
Six
Huck
Gage was sitting on the edge of the desk in the office, holding papers in his hand with a grin on his face. He lifted his eyes when he heard me enter and shook his head. “Damn, I didn’t know Hayes had it in him. Seems like he was a fucking Kingston after all.”
I scowled at him. What the fuck was he talking about? “Stop grinning like a moron and explain.”
Gage held the papers up. “Got that background check on his girl. She’s not Baptist at all. Not even fucking close.”
I reached out and snatched the papers from his hand.
“I just want to know if we can keep her.” Gage’s amusement annoyed me, and I hadn’t even read the report yet.
I reviewed the first page. Trinity Camille Bennett, age twenty. Birth date: November 5, 2002. Known addresses, Social Security number, phone numbers, employment. I scanned through all that, and then I tensed. Affair with a married fifty-year-old professor at Howell University, where she’d had a full ride and lost it. Worked at Diamond Heels, a strip club thirty minutes from where she’d attended college. In the photo attached she had been wearing a wig and colored contacts but that body had been hers. No fucking doubt in my mind. Tabitha Bennett had claimed she had used her identity for several credit cards, but that was never proven, and case dropped. Roy Hayley had filed a police report, claiming she had stolen five thousand dollars’ worth of rare first-edition books from him. Again, never proven, but that would be hard to prove. Arrested for grand theft auto but later released.
Had my brother known any of this? I knew he’d believed the Lord forgave, but I couldn’t imagine the folks who had raised my mother would accept this. Fuck, Hayes wouldn’t have been able to accept any of this. There was no way he had known. Hayes had never broken a law. The kid had never even gotten a speeding ticket.
“I mean, the fraud is impressive,” Gage said. “And the grand theft auto? Levi and she can bond over their similar felonies. I bet she uses that hot little body to her advantage.”
“Why the fuck was she cleaning houses and businesses? For someone who had done all this, why wasn’t she hitting a pole somewhere else? And this address is a shit area to live. At least with stripping, she could afford to live in a decent area.”
“About that. Levi and Kye called. Her place had been trashed. Torn to fucking shreds. Everything had been destroyed. Looked like they were after something,” Gage informed me. I should have gone but I hadn’t wanted to leave with Trinity here. Kye, who had recently stepped up to begin family after graduating high school, wasn’t my first choice in something like this. He wouldn’t have known what all to look for but Levi would had been thorough.
My grip tightened on the papers. What the fuck had she gotten herself into? There was nothing incriminating after she’d hooked up with Hayes. For the six months, they had been together, her record was clear. If someone was after her, then they had to be after her because she’d been the only one not left dead in that house. She’d escaped. We’d put her on their radar.
“Fuck,” I grunted, trying to figure out what the hell I was going to do with her.
“Want me to get a room ready for her?” Gage asked, still grinning.
I glared at him. I knew what the fucker was thinking. He wanted her at his disposal. That shit wasn’t happening. She might be a liar and a slut, but at least Hayes hadn’t died without having had a hot piece of ass. Slamming the papers down on the desk, I turned to see Levi walking into the office.
“You look thrilled about the sis-in-law,” he drawled with a smirk. “Her place is torn the fuck up. Barely found her anything worth salvaging. She can’t go back there, so I vote she stays here. We need a cook. Gina’s gone, and I’m tired of not getting a hot meal.”
“I’m behind that idea,” Gage piped up. “She can take Gina’s spot. In the kitchen and on my cock.”
Like hell. He’d been ready to kill her. Held a gun to her head twice. Fucker wasn’t getting his damn cock anywhere near her.
