Sinn snorted.“Riiight.I suppose you also left super early this morning, so I totally missed you.”
His brother was fucking annoying sometimes.“You have something to say?”
“Nope!”Sinn grinned.“You know, you don’t have to be a sourpuss all the time.You are allowed to have emotions other than ‘screw that,’ ‘fuck that,’ or ‘I’m gonna beat the shit out of you.’”
“Iwillbeat the shit out of you if you don’t shut up.”
“Just remember, I’m the adorable one.Well, wherever you go, have a good night.”
Saint stared at the empty doorway long after his brother had left, wondering why the hell he was watching over a woman he didn’t fully trust.The longer he sat there, the more antsy he got.Without analyzing too hard, he grabbed the keys to the pickup truck and headed out the back door.The trip to Kira’s place wasn’t far away and he arrived before she did.He checked his phone.She should be walking up the sidewalk any moment, and sure enough, she was on time.Saint made sure he wouldn’t be spotted.
Then the shadows moved.With her head down, Kira apparently didn’t see anything happening, but he did.The dark shape came from behind and wrapped arms around her, slapping a hand over her mouth so she couldn’t scream.He picked her up to take her into the alley, and Saint wasted no time.He jumped out of the truck and ran, following the shadow.
The man, and he knew it was a man based on the height and build, used his body to hold her against the brick wall.He removed his hand, and she took the brief freedom to scream, before he smashed her face into the unforgiving wall.Her body went limp just as Saint reached them.
He body-checked the man in black, knocking him away from Kira.She slumped to the ground, but he couldn’t help her until he’d dispatched the asshole stalker.The darkness kept him from making out facial features.With unrelenting fists, he punched the man over and over.The fucker was big, but he didn’t have the strength and anger fueling him like Saint did.Although the man gave a decent rebuttal, landing a punch to Saint’s cheek, the fight was practically over before it had even started.With an uppercut, Saint dropped the man.He grabbed the shirt, ready to continue, but a moan caught his attention and the stalker used that to his advantage by punching his stomach.Saint let go and staggered back, giving the man enough time to rise and take off.Saint wanted to follow, but another moan brought his attention back to Kira.
He knelt beside her and saw scrapes down one side of her face.“Shit.I have to get you to the hospital.”
“No,” she gasped, grabbing hold of his shirt.“Please.No hospital.Just ...please, just take me home.”
Then, she was gone.Passed out.He looked down at her and gently touched the wounded skin.She thought she wasn’t beautiful, and he couldn’t imagine why.Even with beads of blood trailing down her cheek, she took his breath away.
Standing, he lifted her up into his arms and walked back to his truck.She didn’t want a hospital, but he couldn’t take her back to that crappy apartment.Carefully lying her down in the back seat of the truck, he pulled out his phone.
“Nero,” he said, as soon as the line was picked up.“Get to my house as quickly as possible and bring your medical bag.”
Chapter Eight
Why am I hearing LadyGaga?
It was the first thing Kira thought when consciousness came back.For a moment, she thought it was her neighbor playing the music at full volume, then she opened her eyes and saw she was in a strange bed, in a strange room, probably in a stranger’s house.Memories flooded in, and panic engulfed her.She sat up quickly and looked down at herself to see if she was clothed.Her panties and bra were still on, but her uniform was gone.
No.No, no, no.Not again.Please not again!
Then off-key singing reached her once more and she recognized the voice.Sinn.Did he ...did he rescue her?The entire left side of her face took that moment to bloom in pain.Exploring, she discovered a bandage rested on her forehead.Minor crusted scrapes left her skin tender to the touch.She needed to know what happened, so she rose and gave a peak into the closet in the hope of finding something to cover her undergarments.Her room was empty, so she pulled the top sheet off and wrapped it around her body like a Greek toga.
