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“Sorry, sugar, don’t let me interrupt you. I just came back for something,” a deep drawl said behind me.
Startled, I dropped the condom I had been trying to pick up with a clothespin and spun around. His eyes widened in surprise when he recognized me. My heart slammed against my chest. I had met him once, and it was a day that still gave me nightmares. Glancing down at the condoms I still had to pick up, I had my answer to who did something like this. Figured. Lifting my eyes back to meet his, I gave the tattooed blond guy a tight smile.
I didn’t know his name. He hadn’t introduced himself when he came with Aspen’s guy, Levi, to “speak” to me, which was what Levi said to me as I stepped out of my trailer that day.
It wasn’t speaking. It was threatening.
Speaking had consisted of me walking down the stairs and closer to his expensive black car before something was wrapped around my mouth, gagging me.
This was the guy who had done it and then jerked me back against his chest while telling me that they weren’t going to hurt me. And they hadn’t hurt me. They’d just terrified me while holding a gun against my spine.
His eyes shifted to the used condoms, then back to me, and he gave me an apologetic grin. “I should’ve tossed those in the trash,” he told me.
If I didn’t know what he was capable of, I’d probably respond with, You think? in a sarcastic tone.
But seeing as he had gagged me, put a gun to my back, and held me while Levi warned me to end all contact with Saxon, I wasn’t going to piss him off.
When I had nodded with tears streaming down my face, I was sure I wouldn’t live to see another day. However, they had let me go, and as they drove away, I’d realized I’d peed on myself before walking back inside and going to the bathroom to fall apart.
“Haisley,” he said my name, and I stopped breathing.
Would he believe that I hadn’t come here, looking for Saxon? Would I even get a chance to explain? Or was he going to pull a gun on me and use it this time?
Knowing I had to say something, I blurted, “I work here. I didn’t come looking for Saxon!”
He smirked. “Guess that explains Saxon’s shit mood. He must have seen you before we left.”
I shifted my feet, nervously glancing at his hands to make sure a gun hadn’t appeared in them before responding. “He was still in his room when I went to clean it. I had no idea he was here. I’ve been working here for three weeks—you can check my records with the hotel. I don’t even live in Ocala anymore. I’ve kept my distance from him.”
“Why did you move to Gainesville? I remember you had a shit ton of younger siblings to take care of,” he asked me, looking more curious than anything.
Oh, because my mom kicked me out for getting knocked up and she already has too many kids shoved in a three-bedroom trailer as it is.
Yeah, I wasn’t telling him that. I couldn’t trust that they wouldn’t kill me if they knew I was pregnant with Saxon’s baby. In fact, I was almost positive Levi would have no issue with making me disappear—forever.
“My mom decided it was time for me to move out. The trailer is cramped. I’m an adult.” That wasn’t a complete lie.
He frowned. “Your brother is in Orlando. Why didn’t you go there?”
A laugh bubbled out of me. Of course they knew where AJ was. I should be surprised they hadn’t been tracking me too. Just to keep me away from Saxon.
“I haven’t spoken to AJ in two months. Good to know where he is.”
The guy was still frowning. “Who do you live with? You don’t live alone, do you?”
Was this guy worried about where I lived? Seriously? He’d threatened me with a gun.
“I live with my younger sister’s aunt,” I replied. At least for now.
Her boyfriend had been getting friendlier, and I wasn’t sure how much longer I was going to be able to stay there.
“I’ll toss the condoms,” he said, walking over to pick up his mess.
I stepped back, still holding the garbage bag as he grabbed the ones off the floor. He turned to me and winked as he dropped them in the bag. Then, he went to the bed and jerked back the covers to make sure he retrieved all the used ones on the bed.
I’d been wrong. There were four on the bed. Jeez, had he been up all night?
“Busy night?” The words came out before I could stop them. I slapped my hand over my mouth, horrified that I had spoken my thought aloud.
He grinned at me. Thankfully, he wasn’t angry about my remark. “There were two of us and one of her.”
