Page 20 of The Sicuro

“Nothing to worry about.”

“Gabriel, please at least talk to me.” His eyes are on mine. I can tell he doesn’t want to tell me. “If we are doing this and I’m going to be with you, then you need to start letting me in.”

He takes a deep breath, exhaling a deep sigh before talking.

“A few of the girls have said that they think a guy has been watching the place when they leave at closing. So, we are just checking it out.”

My thoughts go to the man I ran into, and if it’s worth telling him. I shake my head at the thought thinking it’s an overreaction.

“What is it?” His words are stern but concerned. I sigh knowing that I have no choice but to tell him, I need to start controlling my facial expressions better. As I explain to him, I see the anger building in his eyes.

“Why the fuck didn’t you tell me.”

“I didn’t think it was anything, I ran into someone by accident.”

“Kelcie, you need to understand that there are some people out there that are not, let’s say fond of me and will want to get to me in any way possible. Now that you’re mine you are one of those ways. And what the fuck were you doing going running without telling me anyway.”

I just stare at him. If I don’t know what he does, or he doesn’t tell me things, how the fuck was I supposed to know that people may want to hurt him, or that I can’t go for a run when I want to. I can feel the snidey comment on the tip of my tongue, ready to ask him if I need to tell him when I am going to the bathroom, but I don’t. If people want to hurt him and will happily use me to do so, it makes sense why he is so protective of me.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think.” He grabs my face and pulls me close, kissing me.

“I need you to be safe.”

“Then maybe it would help if you talked to me and warned me about certain things.”

He doesn’t respond and instructs the driver to take us to the house. I sit in silence, feeling like I’ve been pulled into a world that I don’t belong in and that there is no way out without something bad happening to me. But I it’s too late, I’m too far gone to pull away from him now.

We pull up to a large detached beautiful house, big enough for a family to call a home. I see cameras watching every angle of the property including a cabin to the side. It lookslike it could be a high-class, homely Air B&B, where they have staff staying in the cabin so as not to disturb you but be at your beck and call. Gabriel steps out guiding me to follow him.

“Where are we?”

“Home.” His response makes my eyebrows raise.

“This is where you live?” I can’t help but sound surprised. I didn’t imagine him having a home like this. I expected more of a bachelor pad. Another assumption that I have got wrong.

“You’ll have to mind the mess, I am having some refurbishment undertaken and it’s not quite finished yet.”

We walk in, the place is modern and stylish. Leading me to the kitchen he pulls out a stool for me to sit on at the breakfast bar. It’s a kitchen that someone who loves to cook would appreciate. There is a small round table and four chairs, which I imagine that he uses when he’s not hosting people which I can’t imagine he does.

“Anders will be here shortly, we have some things to go over. You can stay for the meeting if you wish.” He pushes a glass of water over to me. I contemplate staying, but I feel exhausted.

“If I don’t, will you answer my questions instead?”

“Yes.”

“I’d like to go to bed then please.”

He looks at me, a slight smile touching the edge of his lips. He walks around the breakfast bar and lifts me to my feet. Guiding me upstairshe takes me into a large bedroom with an en-suite, it’s modern and relaxing.

“The bathroom should have everything you need, I won’t be long.” He wraps his arms around me and kisses me softly. The way his hands rest on the base of my back and his fingers brush the top of my arse sends tingles through my body. As he releases me and I turn towards the bathroom, he slaps my arse and tells me to sleep naked.

I get ready and climb into bed, naked as he wished. I lay thinking about the past few weeks, how things have changed and how he makes me feel.

I feel sexy, wanted and it’s giving me confidence that I didn’t know I had. He makes me nervous yet excited and I’m comfortable being completely naked around him even when he’s fully dressed. The emotions that he makes me feel are confusing, there is something in me telling me to walk away but something even stronger stopping me. I feel my body relax completely and it doesn’t take long for sleep to take over me, my eyes falling closed.

Fifteen

Gabriel

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