Page 42 of Worth Loving You

His body tensed and his breathing paused. “You mean…like a stalker?”

“I mean…it was probably just a coincidence. Why would someone be stalking me?”

“Goddammit.” He closed the lid and tossed the box to the floor, the leg farthest from me bending so he could bounce his knee in the air. “I knew it. I don’t want you living here anymore.”

I sat up, shrugging yet again. “Where the hell am I going to go?”

“Out of here. I’m getting you a place.”

My chin tucked to my chest so I could gawk through my lashes. “Say what?”

“Tomorrow, I want you to start packing. I want you out of this apartment into something more befitting for you. Somewhere safer.”

“I like my place.”

“It’s not safe. How the hell do you expect me to be okay living in my nice, comfy bed, always wondering if you were okay all the way out here?”

“What, so now I’m not only getting cash to fuck you, but you’re going to set me up in a new place, too?”

He smiled, caressing my cheek. Nestling against my side, he tipped his head. “A pussy as fantastic as yours needs to be pampered. You will live in the lap of luxury, baby girl. Your days of poverty are over. My girl gets the best.”

I chewed the inside of my cheek, batting my lashes. “And Jennifer?”

“What about her?”

“She can’t afford to live on her own.”

He huffed, not hiding his disappointment. “So?”

I squinted, my hatred for his selfishness rising once more. “Does loyalty mean nothing to you?”

“Of course, it does. I insist on it, in fact. You betray me, I destroy every aspect of your life until you wished you were dead.”

My lids rounded, my veins rushing cold. He made the statement so flippantly, so calmly. How serious were those words? Could they be idle threats? Or was he capable of following through? I had no idea who the hell he was.

“I just…you want me to be loyal, but how can I be if I throw her to the streets like that?”

He huffed, easing his grip on my neck. “You said yourself she had parents and a boyfriend.”

“Her parents are on social security. And we both know Gary is never leaving his wife.”

Heaving a sigh, he stared across the room while rubbing his chin. “Not now that she’s pregnant.”

“She’s what?” I shrieked, breaking out in goosebumps as ice shot through my veins.

His head tipped to gaze at me, his fingertips stroking over my cheek. “All right, she can move with you. We’ll find you a place big enough for the two of you.”

My shoulders slumped and I pouted. “She’s pregnant?”

“Yeah. You want me to make him suffer? I can get him fired, or something.”

My brows shot up. “You can do that?”

A mischief grin lifted his mouth. “Baby girl, you have no idea what I can do. You name it, you got it.”

My belly fluttering, my pulse quickened. Speaking barely above a whisper while tracing his mouth with my partially eaten strawberry, I asked, “What if I wanted that cock inside me again?”

He froze, the smile vanishing. “That is something I’m going to give you over and over tonight, you don’t even need to ask.”