Page 34 of Coming Home to You
Pulling him tighter against me, I kiss my way up his neck.My lips touching his collarbone and continuing up until I’m resting my lips against the pulse in his throat.I feel it beating, calming me and just being this close to him, feeling his body against mine and the smell of his skin, it all soothes me.
Beck presses a kiss to my temple and whispers, “Everything’s going to be okay, baby.”
I nod again and Beck leans away from me.Running his thumb along my cheek, my body shivers responding to his touch.
“Let’s go home.I think we’ve had to deal with enough shit for today,” Beck says, taking my hand in his.
I follow him, trailing behind as I look around, wondering if Jason is watching me, wondering how long this can possibly go on.I give in to Beck without argument because I don’t have the strength to argue.The staff at the inn has been wonderful through all of this and I owe them all raises.
Ryan and Erin follow us back to my house so Beck and Ryan can figure out a plan and meet up with Finn.All three have been working tirelessly to find Jason and with Ryan and Beck’s Boston connection, it shouldn’t be long now.
Finn pulls up moments later and the guys meet on my front porch, sending Erin and I inside so they can talk.
We stand in the living room staring out the front window, listening to the muffled voices as they quietly discuss what to do next.I hear Finn say he has a lead that he has a few guys following up, along with a few guys from the Boston PD.I’ve given Finn all the information I have on Jason; his phone number, the address to his home in Boston and his work address, but it seems that he hasn’t been back to his house in weeks and he quit his job right around the time that all of this started to go down.The only thing that seems to have remained the same is the number to his cell phone, the one he keeps contacting me from.
Erin looks over at me, a cheeky smile on her face and she giggles.
“What?”I ask, knowing whatever Erin is thinking is dirty and will probably make me laugh.She’s great at making you forget and I love her for it.
“Look at those boys out there.It’s like the best porn movie ever.Cops being all protective and shit.”She shakes her hips and begins to hum a tune, which can only be described as a loop of porn music.Running her hands over her boobs and licking her lips, she has me laughing hysterically.
I reach over and slap her ass just as Ryan walks in the door.He stops dead in his tracks, gives Erin a wide-eyed look and then runs his hand through his hair.
Mumbling a “fuck me”, he asks Erin if she’s ready to go.She gives him a quick nod before slapping me on my ass, making Ryan look extremely uncomfortable and shifting himself in adjustment.
“Damn you, Erin,” he growls and she laughs before walking over and running her hands down his chest, reaching around she swats him on the butt, too.
I eye them both with suspicion and I can see them grow tense knowing I’m about to question them.“So what’s the deal here?”I ask my hand flitting between the two of them.Neither one of them says anything; just stands there staring at me shamelessly with stupid looks on their faces.“Fine, don’t tell me,” I say, conceding, knowing it’s pointless to try to prod Erin into admitting she likes Ryan as more than just a fuck buddy.
I can tell by the way her face lit up when he walked in that she’s already smitten with him.It’s quite adorable, seeing as I’ve never known Erin to fall for a guy, let alone fall for someone this quickly.
Erin grins a wide smile at me before tossing her red hair over shoulder and linking her arm with Ryan’s.“Let’s go,” she says and gives me a little wave as she leaves the house.
Beck and Finn are still out on the porch talking and Bella is whining at the front door wanting desperately to greet Beck.Even Bella has grown used to having him here.I open the door and she darts out and seats herself immediately at his feet, his hand dropping to pat her head.
Everything about this day was perfect up until the text message from Jason and right now, seeing Beck and Finn working together to figure all this out, Bella at Beck’s feet and the calm I feel knowing they are all here to protect me, makes me feel a little guilty.There should be something I could do to speed this process along.I want to help them, but I just don’t know how.
I decide to leave the boys to their discussion and get dinner started.The least I can do to say thank you for all their efforts is to cook them something good for dinner.It will also distract me from thinking about Jason.
I walk into the kitchen and find a white box with a large silver satin ribbon tied around it sitting on my kitchen table.Smiling, knowing Beck loves to spoil me; this must have been something he did before we left for the inn this morning.
My smile is still present on my face as I pull the silver ribbon from the box and slip it off completely.I run it through my fingers and set it on the table, as a dirty image of Beck using it to tie my hands behind my back as he fucks me bent over the table fills my mind.I feel a shiver run through my body at just the thought.This is going to be a quick dinner because tonight I need Beck all to myself.
My attention is drawn back to the box as I lift the lid.Silver and white tissue paper is arranged perfectly with a small card placed on top with my name written on it.But there’s something about the way my name is written on the card that feels all wrong to me.
It’s been ten years since I last saw Beck’s handwriting, but I know this isn’t it.I toss the card to the side and tear furiously at the tissue paper, driven by something that is a cross between terror and sheer anger; I finally find what is sitting at the bottom of the box.
A series of eight by ten photographs, grainy and shot from what looks like outside my house.Each one of them depicting Beck and I having sex somewhere inside my house with Beck’s face scratched out.
My heart begins to race as my jaw clenches involuntarily.I’m furious; I can feel a burning sensation build inside me, as the feeling of being totally violated takes over.Right now, if Jason were in front of me I could kill him with my bare hands.Enough of this shit.
I grab my phone from my purse and search for Jason’s number, hitting send, he answers on the first ring.
“Listen you sick fuck!”I scream down the phone.“I’ve had enough of your shit.They will catch you and when they do, I swear to fucking god, you’re going to regret that you ever fucked with me.”I take a deep breath because at this point I’m so riled up that I can’t seem to control the words that are spewing from my mouth.But in that instant, his smarmy voice breaks through and rattles my focus.
“Oh, Kelsey, you stupid bitch,” he says, his voice thick and cruel.“Did you really think that you’d scare me off with your attempt at bravery?My dick is so fucking hard right now.I love it when you fight back.”
I gasp at his words, trying to find my voice, but I’m suddenly inarticulate.I thought I could end all this by just confronting him, but I was wrong.It seems to have only worsened the situation, and what he says next, causes me more fear than I ever thought possible.
