Chapter5

Owen

I watchedSienna until her car disappeared down the street, then went back inside to get ready for the day. Last night had been an exercise in control with her soft, supple body pressed to mine all night.

When I’d convinced her that she needed to stay the night since she’d been drinking, she’d stripped off her clothes on the way to the bedroom. I honestly didn’t know how I found the strength to coerce her into one of my T-shirts and a pair of boxers. After an icy shower, I’d slipped into bed and pulled her into my arms. I almost came in my fucking underwear when she snuggled her sweet little ass up against my groin.

With a sigh, I reached out and slid the handle all the way to the coldest setting. I gritted my teeth and washed quickly, trying not to think about what she’d been doing in there earlier that morning.

I was just stepping out of the glass enclosure when my phone started ringing. Wrapping a towel around my waist as I walked, I made my way to my dresser. A quick look at the screen told me in was Xander, the owner of Gray Security.

“What do you know?” I asked in lieu of a greeting.

“You’re not going to like it,” he warned.

“I figured,” I growled, already pissed as fuck before I even knew what he had tosay.

“Is she withyou?”

“She just left for school.”

“So she didn’t gohome?”

Fury was building inside me with every second, my mind whirring through worst case scenarios.

He went on to describe her living arrangement in a house in an upscale neighborhood not far from mine. “The landlord doesn’t charge her much, so she can afford to pay her tuition.”

I was annoyed that the circumstances didn’t give me more leverage, but I waited to hear what else he had to say. Obviously, he hadn’t reached the part that he’d warned me about.

“Up until about three months ago, I would have said she was in a great position.”

I waited silently for him to get to the fucking point.

“The woman’s son moved back in with her,” he stated.

“Other than wanting to kill the motherfucker for being around my woman all the time, what is it about him that’s botheringyou?”

“He moved back in after being released from prison.”

My jaw clenched and my free hand balled into a fist, while the other squeezed the phone so hard I was surprised I didn’t crush it. “What was he doing timefor?”

“Assault. He put his last girlfriend in the hospital.”

“What the fuck?” I shouted. I wrenched open a drawer and snatched underwear, a T-shirt, and socks. Then I tossed them on the bed as I headed to my closet.

“Don’t do anything stupid, Owen,” Xander cautioned.

“If it were Calista, what would you do?” I snapped. Despite her being a badass and one of Xander’s best security specialists, he was extremely protective of hiswife.

He sucked in a breath, and I heard what sounded like a faint growl. Put that in your pipe and smoke it, motherfucker.

“I’ll meet you with a couple of guys at her address in an hour and we’ll clear her out of there,” he informed me. “Do not go in before we get there.”

I started to argue, but he cut me off. “You can’t protect her from prison, man. Calm the fuck down and think logically.”

He was right, but it was a struggle to agree. “One hour. But, if you guys aren’t there in sixty minutes, I’m going in and that asshole better pray he isn’t there.” Xander made a sound of confirmation and we both hungup.

I was ready, out the door, and waiting just up the street in twenty minutes. To keep myself from doing anything stupid, I sent a text to Sienna.