I have a feeling that’s whatCharlottewas meant to be all along.
Shutting off the water,he grabs the towel off the hook and hands it to me before he gets himself one. “I’m going into town today,” I inform him.
He stops, and his eyes meet mine. “No, you’re not.”
I roll my eyes. “I can’t stay here forever, Haidyn. I’ll be fine. I have a facial today.”
Walking over to me, I watch water run down his chest and over his defined abs before it trails down his large thighs. God, the man is massive in all the right ways. “I’ll give you a facial.” He wiggles his eyebrows, and I can’t help but laugh.
Is he making a joke?
“Your cock fucking my throat until you come all over my face is not nearly as relaxing as Enrique giving me a deep tissue massage.” Although I enjoyed what I just did, it’s definitely not the same.
He tosses the towel over his shoulder. “Enrique? A man gives you a full body massage?”
“Yep. Has for years now.” I smile up at him.
“Not anymore.” And with that, he walks into the closet.
I let it go because this is not up for debate. I need ameday. That day is today!
I quickly dry my hair. I didn’t even wash it, but it did get wet when I joined him. Afterward, I throw it up in a messy bun, get dressed in sweats and a T-shirt, and make my way to the kitchen. I’m craving some more pancakes. I’ve made myself at home and become pretty comfortable in his house.
He’s nowhere to be seen, so I can only guess he’s in his gym or his office. I begin reheating the breakfast he made me earlier when the doorbell rings.
I pause, looking up around the quiet house, and when it rings for a second time, I walk toward the double doors. Unlocking them, I open the right to see a man standing on Haidyn’s porch. His eyes drop to my bare feet and run up over my sweatpants and T-shirt. When they get to mine, he asks, “Where’s Haidyn?”
I cross my arms over my chest.He’s a Lord.He has to be. They all have that air about them. They think they’re untouchable and above you. I’m just a woman who has a pussy for them to use. “Who's asking?” I arch a brow.
“Charlotte?” I hear my name being called out from behind me.
I turn around to see an already sweaty Haidyn headed toward me. So much for his shower. He was in the gym. His eyes are narrowed on mine as if I did something wrong. “What the fuck are you doing?” he barks at me.
“Me?” I point at myself as if he’s talking to someone else.
He ignores me and looks at the man standing on the porch. “Hey, man. Come in.” Haidyn places his hand on my upper arm and speaks. “Give us a second.” Before the guy can say anything, he drags me back into his bedroom. “What the fuck was that?” he demands, slamming the door shut.
“Someone knocked on the door, and I answered. What’s the big deal?” I shrug.
“You don’t answer the door for anyone,” he growls.
“Haidyn, you’re paranoid.” I think him staying out here in this house has got him on edge. “If someone wants to kill you, they’re not going to knock.” I laugh, but he doesn’t.
He runs a hand down his face and sighs. Giving me his back, he exits his room and slams the door shut as if I’m going to remain in here all day.
I go to open it when my watch goes off. Looking at it, I see I have an email. I wrap my hand around the doorknob and crack it open to see him and the guy walk off toward the back of the house where I know Haidyn’s office is.
Shutting the door quietly, I practically jump over his bed, pick up my cell, and rush to the bathroom where I lock the door and turn on the exhaust fan, needing extra sound. Then I pull up my email to see the Lords have sent me a video.
I push play.
It’s of a room that has a table and two chairs in it. A woman I know by the name of Laura sits in one of them. She’s a therapist and she had a daughter around my age, but we neverhung out. My mother wouldn’t allow me. Ashtyn sits in the other seat across from her. “Which Spade brother are you the closest with?” Laura asks her.
Ashtyn frowns. “Why?”
“I’m just curious.”
“I’m Saint’s chosen,” she says.
