Page 8 of Rekindled Soul


Font Size:  

“Looks likeScottreally wants to get hold of ya,” I bite sarcastically, tossing her arm away before I bury my head into her neck and nip at her skin.

“Relax, Scott’s my stepbrother, and I know why he’s calling. I kinda left in a hurry and didn’t tell anyone where I was going. I’ll bet my mom is having him call me.”

“You should let them know you're safe,” I tell her, dragging my dick out of her pussy so we can figure out our next plan of action. I almost forgot I got a piece of shit to deal with.

“I will; I just…like I said, I’ve missed you.” She looks embarrassed by her words, and it’s so cute that I have to kiss her.

“I missed ya too, a whole fuckin’ lot. And I meant what I said. I won’t let you go again,” I warn her.

“It’s not that easy. I just took a job in California and I–-”

“We’ll figure all that shit out later. Right now, we focus on this bastard that's makin’ ya scared. Tell me whatcha know, who ya suspect. Give me somethin’.” I lay out on the bed and wait for her response.

“That’s just it, I don’thaveanything. I don’t know why anyone would do this. Since what happened with us, I haven’t really dated anyone. There’s been a few failed Tinder dates, but…”

“Okay, so has there been anyone who you rejected? Or how about your stepdad, he’s a rich guy, has he got any enemies?”

“No, I haven’t rejected anyone. And even if my stepdad did have any enemies, he wouldn’t tell me about them. Our family don’t really talk.”

Her watch starts going off again, and she immediately makes it stop.

“You should answer that. Tell them you're safe,” I remind her, scratching the back of my head and tryin’ to figure out how to get started on finding this asshole.

“And am I…safe?” she asks, biting her lip and blushing back at me. “I mean, this place, the people downstairs… I’ve heard things about the Dirty Souls;I knowyou're not motorcycle enthusiasts.” The cute little whisper she makes speaks directly to my dick and makes me want to fuck her all over again.

“You're right there, darlin, we ain’t. But we take care of the people who are important to us, and I can promise you that right now, there ain’t no safer place for you to be.

Ieventually give in, dragging myself off the bed and finding my phone so I can answer Scott’s call.

“Ava! Where the fuck have you been? Your mother’s frantic!” he scolds me, and hearing the tiny bit of relief in his voice shows that he does care about me, despite how hard he tries to hide it.

“I’m fine. I just had to get out of there.”

“These threats are really scaring you, aren’t they? And don’t bullshit me; I saw the drawing in your trash. It was pretty fucked up.”

“Yeah, Scott, it was fucked up.” I keep my eyes on Isaac as he watches me from the bed with narrow eyes.

“You know this is Josh, right?” He blows out a long breath down the phone as if he doesn’t want to admit it,

“That’s ridiculous. We broke up over a year ago.”

“Yeah, but only because you refused to take him back after he cheated on you,” Scott points out, reminding me that I wouldn’t have even met Josh if it wasn’t for him. He and Josh were friends at college, inseparable, in fact.

“It’s not Josh; me and him left things on good terms. I forgave him.”

“But you didn’t take him back.” Scott makes another valid point, but I know it can’t be true. Yes, Josh was a cheating asshole, but he isn’t a stalker. Whoever this is has a really sick mind, and Josh wouldn’t even watch the Scream movies with me.

“Look, I appreciate you checking in, and you can tell Mom I’msafe.” I smile at Isaac as I say the words, and when he gets up off the bed and comes at me, I sigh in satisfaction when his huge arms wrap around my waist and confirm it.

“Where are you?” Scott asks, with that concern back in his tone.

“I don’t think you’d believe me if I told you.”

“I’ll deal with your mom; let her know you're safe. It should get you some breathing space, but I can’t hold her off forever,” he warns me, and I have to admit, I’m impressed with how the knucklehead is coming through for me.

“Thanks,bro,I appreciate it.”

I hang up the phone and toss it on the bed, allowing Isaac to lift me off my feet and kiss my neck. His beard tickles my skin, and that excitement starts building in the pit of my stomach again when he lays me back on the mattress and trails those kisses lower down my body.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com