Page 39 of Darkness

Cain asks me in a casual tone, as if we’re having a normal conversation and he hasn’t just finished beating someone up. “Did you have a good day, my Rose?”

“Busy, thanks for the flowers. They are gorgeous.”

“Not close to how beautiful you are.” My head is spinning right now.

The man beat someone up. Lincoln is somewhat scared of him. Miles fears him, but with me he is this man who is a complete one eighty from his normal self, apparently.

“Cain, we don’t need another man in the hospital tonight.” I glance over at Lincoln as a man enters the room, and I make my way to the windows for a better view of the club from this floor. It’s truly breathtaking.

I turn around to see what’s happening, and I see Cain walking around his desk. In the blink of an eye, he smashes the guy’s face into the desk. Ouch. He does it again without hesitation.

“What were you doing when the bastard was trying to get too heavy on my staff?” Cain asks him, and I take a step closer to Lincoln, because even though I know Cain would never hurt me. I hope, I can see why others are scared of him. “I can’t hear you.” Cain asks him again.

“I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry. Empty your pockets.” Cain sits on the edge of his desk, arms folded.

God, he has sexy arms covered in tattoos.

“Mr. Cain-”

“Empty your fucking pockets!” Cain shouts at him. It even makes me jump a little. The man stands up straight and takes out a packet. I don’t get to see what it is, because Cain punches him in the face. “Get out of my fucking club!” Cain looks at Lincoln, who gives him a nod, and pushes the guy out of his office. Cain

walks around his desk and sits down, wipes his hands again and all I can do is stare at him. Because never did I think I would find him even more sexy than I already did.

“Do you have your cell?” Cain asks. And now he is back to normal. Well, normal for me.

“Yes.” I dig it out of my bag and hand it over to him. Before I can walk away, he pulls me hard enough that I sit on top of him. Without another word, he kisses me hard. His hand moves to the side of my neck as he pulls me in closer to get deeper into the kiss. “Miss me?” I joke with him.

“I’ve missed your lips.” I go to move away, but he holds onto my hips to stay where I am. “Miles has it all set up, and before you ask, I went over to make sure he did it right. I’ve taught himwell.” Cain taps away on my cell. I watch as he gets the app up and running for me.

“The only way through the front door is with your print. Mine is on there, too, but if you want I’ll remove it-”

“No.” I cut him off quickly. I want him to be able to come into my apartment without me being there.

“I’ll leave it on then. You have an alarm, too. I’ll tell you the code, but once it’s on everything is connected to the app. It will go off, and you can see which camera has been set off.” He turns the cell for me to have a look at what he’s doing. “You can also turn the alarm off on your cell, and when you go to bed, you can turn on the alarm for the front door and windows.” Cain shows me everything on the app. I try hard to follow through with what he’s telling me, but it’s a lot of information. “I can also have it trigger the app if I register someone’s face in there.” Cain hands me my cell so I can look through the app.

Whatever or whoever you’re hiding from, tell him. He can’t protect you from what he doesn’t know.Miles’ words hit me again.

After what I saw here, one thing is for sure. If it came down to it, he would protect me.

I get off his lap and walk around his desk. I’m a little annoyed with myself that I left my wine downstairs.

“Do you have a drink?” I ask him. If I’m about to tell him about Rowan, I need a drink. Reliving that nightmare is going to take some time.

“Bring up some-” Cain stops and looks at me, as I wonder who he is talking to, then he points to his ear, letting me know he has an earpiece in so he can talk to Lincoln.

“Gin, make it a double.” I’m going to need something strong to help me get this out and in the open.

“Double gin.” Cain looks at me, and he knows I’m worried, but he stays where he is.

“While we wait, tell me what you miss most about England?” What? What kind of question is that? “Talk to me. Whatever it is you want to talk about, it is playing heavily on your mind, so let’s talk about something you love about home.” I love how he is easing me into this and can tell I’m nervous.

“The tea, Earl Grey tea, and the chocolate. The chocolate here is not good.” I laugh, a nervous laugh, but I do miss it. “I mean, I miss my parents, but I hope one day I’ll see them again.” Cain looks at Lincoln when he comes over to us, and I thank him for the drink.

“I’m in the office. Only call if the place is burning down.” Lincoln gives him a nod and leaves.

“I miss the weather. I know it rains ten out of twelve months, but I miss it. Taking a sip of my gin, while I work out what I’m going to say. “I left England because I had a stalker.”

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