Page 36 of Landon (In Safe Hands)
Myphone wakes me the next day when Jeremy calls to ask if I want help securingthe house. With all the sensitive information hidden in my office, I reallycan’t leave it all there while repairs are being made. I agree to meet him assoon as it’s dark, and turn to see two sleepy brown eyes gazing at me.
“Goodmorning, beautiful.”
“Mornin’”She rolls over and stretches, groaning. “Is it?”
“Actually,it’s afternoon.” I wrap my arm around her and pull her close, nuzzling my faceinto the back of her neck. “Tell me you don’t regret anything.”
Sheturns her head and presses a soft kiss on my lips. “No regrets. Can’t say thesame for my vagina. She’s pretty pissed at me.”
“Aw.”I run my hand lightly between her legs. “I’ll apologize to her.”
“Later,”she laughs, grabbing my hand and pulling it to her chest.
Hereyes close and a small smile graces her lips as I fondle each breast. “You knowI’m going to have to fuck these.”
“Seriously?”She giggles.
“Yep.It’s going to happen. Resign yourself to it.”
Welie in silence for a while before she asks, “What do you have to do today?”
“Jeremyis meeting me at the house in a few hours. I can’t do much else on a Sunday. Ican get hold of my insurance company tomorrow, and call around to find a homeconstruction company. What about you?”
“Ineed to catch up on my schoolwork. My professors emailed it to me since Imissed all week.”
Ibrush the hair from her forehead. “I’m sorry about your parents. You have noidea how much it killed me not to go to the funeral. I was worried about you.”
“Soyou sent Dare,” she replies. “A lot of things make more sense now. Sending Dareto the funeral, and when my car broke down, getting pissed when I opened thecurtains, working at night and sleeping in the day.” Her soft hand cups mycheek. “I’m sorry, it must be hard, not just avoiding the light, but living anopposite schedule than most people. It must get lonely.”
“I’mused to it. I want you, Zoe, all to myself, but I don’t want you to have to livea nocturnal life.”
“I’mnaturally a night owl, as you can see.”
“It’snot the same, you’ll…”
Rollingover, she stops my words with her lips, then gazes at me. “Stop. I’m a big girland I know what I want. So stop trying to talk me out of it.”
“Yes,Ms. Difficult.”
“Now,come and take a shower with me before I leave so I can show you how good I amwith my mouth.”
Thiswoman is going to be the death of me.
* * * *
Tornadoesare strange. I don’t know how the hell it managed to wipe out every housearound mine and crush my kitchen, but leave the rest of my place perfectlyfine. A few busted windows and wet carpet in the living room are the only signsanything happened. I start by rescuing my files and flash drives from theoffice. There’s too much private information on them to leave them here withthe risk of looters, though they’re encrypted and couldn’t be read if they werefound.
Igather some clothes and bathroom items, my laptop, and phone charger. It lookslike I’m going to be at the hotel for a while, so I may as well settle in.After taking pictures of the damage, I do what I can to clean up, sweeping upthe glass and mopping the waterlogged floor. Jeremy shows up to help me boardup the windows. We clear the debris in the driveway, then make a quick trip totake Zoe her car.
“So,you ready to admit you’re fucking your housekeeper, yet?” he asks, after weleave her apartment and return to my house.
“She’snot my housekeeper anymore, so no.”
Hethrows his head back, laughing, “I knew it.”
“Actually,I need to talk to you and the guys about something.” I run my hand though my hair,then explain Zoe’s remark about putting child molesters to death.
Ican feel him staring at me as I pack my uncle’s truck. I wasn’t as lucky asZoe, both my windshield and the back window are busted. “You want to tell her?”
