Page 54 of Sizzling

She turned back to me. “He just paid them in cash.”

“Maybe he will leave,” I said.

Dovie backed up farther from the window. Had he seen her? Shit.

“I think he’s coming inside the building,” she signed.

Double shit.

“Go hide in your closet.”

She hurried in that direction without arguing with me.

Why couldn’t he just leave like he had earlier? I was easy enough to cover in cum, then walk away. My chest tightened, and I realized I was grinding my teeth.

Forcing myself to relax my jaw, I scanned the room for any sign of Dovie and saw nothing that couldn’t be mine. Swinging my attention back to the door, I waited for him to knock.

If I could convince him to leave the parking lot, then Dovie and I could pack up and go. I’d only agreed to pay an extra three hundred a month in rent not to sign a lease so we could go quickly if needed. Most of our things were still in boxes. We could get out of here in three hours, maybe even two. New England was sounding good. The Southern Mafia sure as hell wouldn’t be there.

Three sharp raps on the door snapped my attention back to the first hurdle. Getting rid of Storm Kingston. At least with Dovie in earshot, I wouldn’t do anything stupid, like allow him to touch me. Again.

Taking a deep breath, I made my way over to the door and unlocked the three separate locks before steeling myself and opening it up. Flashing a smile, I looked at Storm as if I didn’t want to slap him across the face and call him names.

“Storm, what a surprise,” I drawled, leaning against the door casually.

He shot me an annoyed glance, then walked past me, barely grazing my arm as he stepped inside my apartment.

“Entering uninvited. Guess you’re not a vampire then. I’ll have to scratch that villain off my list.”

There was no amusement on his face as he took in the living room as if the secrets to my life could be found here.

Sorry, buddy. I’m smarter than that. No mantel photographs for me.

“Your tires are fixed. When do you work again?”

“I’m off the next two days.”

He turned his attention to me then. “I need to handle some things in Ocala. I want you to go stay with Pepper.”

My eyebrows shot up. “You want me to?” I let out a laugh. “I’m sorry. I don’t remember when I started taking orders from you.”

His eyes darkened. “I can think of when you took orders without that fucking sassy mouth only a couple of hours ago.”

Shut up! I’d walked into that one. Please don’t let Dovie have heard that. Change of subject. Just agree and get him out of here.

“Whatever, fine. I’ll go to Pepper’s.”

That was too agreeable. I could see the way his eyes narrowed. Dammit, I was better at lying than this. I needed to get it together.

“Fine. Get your things, and I’ll take you.”

Shit. Of course he was going to make this difficult.

“I need to do some laundry, clean the toilets, and get my things together. I can take myself to Pepper’s. My tires are fixed, remember? Besides, I need to call Pepper and ask if I can stay there.”

“You can stay. I’ve already spoken to her. Get your things. The rest can wait.”

I was real close to hitting him. I swear to God, this man was driving me crazy.

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