“Babe, he came to the place you lived and threatened you. It’s that serious.”
She nodded slowly as she thought about his statement. She didn't like his answer because she didn't want it to be thatserious. If she had her way, Pete would just disappear, and she would never have to deal with him again.
Maybe Link was right, and they needed to keep an eye on him. She was schooled in the art of self-defense, but if she didn't keep up with his whereabouts, she wouldn't be able to defend herself.
One thing that gave her hope was Link believed her and wasn’t pushing her away. She’d been ready for him to tell her to get out and that he never wanted to see her again. But that didn’t happen. Maybe she could have a relationship with Link that wouldn’t be ruined by bad things from her past.
Chapter 25
Link hatedthe information Ansley had given him. He tried not to overreact, but someone threatening her was too much.
At work, he could remain calm, but with her sitting here telling him all the things that had happened to her that never should have been was hard. He didn't want to upset her even more, so he tempered his reaction. After she fell asleep, he got out of bed and headed into the den with his laptop.
With the guy's name and information, he searched for anything that would give him details about the bastard.
It only took an hour for Link to find a social media account for the jerk that wasn’t under his real name. He was posting shit about Ansley, but not naming her. If you knew Ansley, it was easy to figure out who this guy was talking about. The whole persona of the account was trying to get people on his side to say the woman he described was a killer.
To the casual observer, the fake identity seemed real, but it was easy to find out the truth behind the person posting. No question, it was Pete.
For now, he would keep this to himself, but eventually he would need to inform Ansley about the fake account. Beforegoing back to bed, he sent an email to his buddies explaining the situation, including the inflammatory social media account. Having multiple eyes on the information would help him figure out Pete's next move.
With the vitriol splashed on the page, Link had little doubt that this Pete guy would strike soon. Spilling the hate on social media would only encourage his rage. Soon, this Pete guy would attack. He would come after Ansley, and Link wanted to be prepared for that eventuality.
Ansley wokeearly in the morning, Link’s body warming her. She studied his profile, thinking she was very lucky to find a man like him.
It wasn't just his looks. Link was a good person. She could see his goodness based on the way he talked about life. Maybe she was jumping the gun, but being with him after he saved her from her captors had been intense. She'd seen something in the man that was good.
Link blinked open his eyes, a slow smile curving up his lips. Then he stretched, and it was all she could do to not climb on top of him.
She would have, but she hadn’t brushed her teeth or gone to the bathroom. Sex in the morning was a great idea, but reality was a bummer.
“Hey, beautiful.”
Laughter spilled from her lips. "Hey, you. I need to brush my teeth."
"Same." Link rolled out of bed and pulled her up. "I'll use this bathroom, you do the other one, and then I want to kiss you so deeply you remember it a week from now."
A shiver snaked through her, and she nodded. "Okay. I think that's a great idea."
“Good.”
She headed into the bathroom, feeling like she was above the clouds. All the dreck of the last few months seemed to disappear. None of that mattered. The most important thing was being with Link and making a new life.
After she finished in the bathroom, she met Link in the kitchen, where the delicious scent of coffee filled the air.
“Mmm, smells great.”
Link turned and held out his hand. She took it, and he pulled her close, pausing for a second before his lips brushed against hers. The magnetic pull of his body had her plastered against him, allowing her to feel the hard planes of his muscles and the hard ridge of his cock.
She reached between them, her fingers sliding down his belly to his cock. Link’s moan made her feel incredibly hot.
He picked her up and sat her on the counter, his fingers finding her center. She arched against him, needing more contact. She ached to feel his cock buried deep inside her.
His thumb and fingers stroked her, driving her crazy as he brushed over her clit, taking her higher. He reached under her shirt with his other hand and tugged at one nipple, then the other.
“More,” Ansley begged.
“I’ll give you more after you come for me. I need to feel you pulsing against my touch.”
