When I’m done getting dressed I cross the room and place one last kiss on her swollen lips. “No answering the door for anyone.”
She rolls her eyes as she rests her head back on the pillow. “What if it’s Alice or Nora or Rosa or Snake?”
I shake my head at her. “You sassing me, baby?”
She shrugs. “You said no answering the door for anyone.”
Sitting down on the small sliver of space left on her side of the bed I gently pinch my fingers on her chin. “You know what I mean. No answering the door for anyone outside of family.”
“You like bossing me around.”
“And you love following my orders. Don’t lie, baby. I can reach down right now and I bet you’re soaked.” She knows I’m right. And it earns me an amused smile in return. “I’m locking the door behind me. Won’t be long until I’m back home to you.”
“Orders followed by the sweetest words,” she muses.
Because I can’t help myself I steal another kiss that she’s all too willing to give. I rub my nose along hers. “Nothing can happen to you, Grace.” Vulnerability seeps in my voice.
It’s been five weeks since Grace has won custody of Connor. Even longer since we have word from the fucker Steven.
If there’s anything I’ve learned in my years of living is to not underestimate the quiet before the storm.
Her hand grips the back of my neck, keeping me to her. “Nothing will happen to me. I promise.” She kisses the tip of my nose. “Everything is going to be okay.”
I slip my hand around to the back of her head and cradle it. “Finally have a future, Grace. Finally have happiness. I finally found the joy in living. I finally found the missing part of me in you and I don’t know-”
“Hey, big guy, nothing is going to happen. I love you and nothing is going to happen.”
As assuring as her words are it doesn’t ease the foreboding dread that sits at the pit of my stomach. It’s the same feeling I had before I led my unit in that unsecured building.
And I don’t know how to fucking shake it.
And it only intensifies as I have Connor on the back of my bike, riding him to school.
I hope as fuck I’m wrong.
Gracie Mae
Picking my phone off the nightstand I take it off the charger. I send a quick text to Connor telling him how much I love him and to have a good day at school followed by a heart emoji.
Taking it with me I stroll out to the kitchen and decide to have a hearty breakfast made for my man when he gets back. After how he woke me up this morning, followed by all the orgasms he had given me, I say he deserves a nice home cooked breakfast. And honestly, I want to.
Rummaging through the fridge and the cupboards I grab all the essentials needed to whip up one hell of a breakfast.
I’m halfway through cooking when I hear the front door open.
Pausing what I’m doing I look down at my phone and check the time.
My brows furrow as uneasiness furls in my stomach.
There’s only three people who have a key to my home. Alice, Oak and me.
And based on the time it’s way too soon for Oak to be back from taking Connor to school.
No messages or missed calls from Alice or Snake.
Trusting my gut and knowing something is horribly wrong I immediately go to dial 911 but the call won’t go through. As steps creep closer I then try to call Oak and even send a message. But nothing goes through.
And as I look up at the top right corner of my phone I notice that the signal that always has four bars has disappeared.
