Page 39 of Ashes to Ashes
“Do you really want toknow?”
Rae glanced away and chewed on her thumbnail. “Yes, I want to know,” she finally answered.
Ah fuck.I’d hoped she’d say no, that her shock at having him inside her home was enough.
Quickly, I considered how best to explain what had happened. I could coddle her and treat her like a fragile woman who couldn’t handle the truth, but my gut told me that would be wrong. I could try to ease some of her distress by only giving her a general feel for what had transpired, but that left a bad taste in my mouth, too. She’d pressed me to tell her. And maybe that pressing is what led to me deciding to give her the unvarnished truth, but whatever it was, I decided she needed to know exactly what she was up against. Maybe then she’d take my recommendations to hire McClintock to take over the whole operation seriously. Because obviously, the cops were in way over their heads.
Nodding, I clasped my hands and leaned back in my chair. Then, using cold, precise language I’d use with my other clients, I brought her up to speed. “He masturbated in your bed. Multiple times. His cum was everywhere. From the amount of it, he was in there for quite awhile. Staufferson figures at least twodays.”
When Rae’s knees gave out and she stumbled backward, I shot out of my chair to catch her. Hefting her into my arms I set her on the sofa. Dropping into a crouch, I held her cold hands in mine. “Do you understand now why I kept it fromyou?”
Rae stared forward vacantly, not really seeing me, while I continued rubbing her knuckles, trying to make her feel safe. Eventually she blinked and her eyes re-focused and then flashed with resignation. “I guess this means we can rule out one of Ford’s fans, doesn’tit?”
“Most likely,” I agreed dispassionately as I squeezed into the small space next to her and wrapped her in my arms, my hand resting on the exposed skin where her neck met her shoulder. “It would be so much easier if it had been.” I hesitated to continue, and I couldn’t say why. But then I swallowed deep, and pushed the words out. “Does the name Chip Noones mean anything toyou?”
Her brow furrowed in confusion. “No, why? Shouldit?”
Thank Christ, I thought, a wave of relief coursing through me. When Staufferson had told me they’d ID’d him through the DNA he’d left behind, the first thing that had jumped to mind was that he was one of Rae’s former lovers; that maybe he was a jealous ex out for revenge. Or worse. That he was one of the many random guys she’d fucked and moved on from without so much as a backward glance. Someone like me, but broken. Or at least broken in different, disturbingways.
For all the shit I’d been through with Sonia, I didn’t think any less of women. In fact, I considered myself a feminist, so I was generally fine with Rae’s past—I would have been a hypocrite otherwise—but every so often I’d get these unbidden flashes of her with one of them and I’d want to break something. As much as Gage had warned me about Rae’s history, I didn’t begrudge her for it. What she’d been through had made her who she was today, and that was a strong, kick ass woman I couldn’t get enoughof.
Still, I sometimes struggled with the knowledge that there were random men out there who knew the sounds she made just before she came, or guys whose hair she’d twined her fingers through as they feasted on her pussy. I didn’t expect Rae to have been a lily-white virgin when we met, but I was a man. As a gender, we were hardwired to be pretty fucking backward about that shit. I blamed our caveman ancestors and a serious lack of evolution. But that was some reflection for another time. Now, I could rest easy knowing Noones didn’t fall into that category. The question was, why was he after herthen?
“From what Staufferson said, Noones used to work at your label but they let him go a couple of months back for an undisclosed incident. It was his semen they found in your house.”
“What?” Rae’s eyes went wide and all the blood drained from her face. “They know who it was and they haven’t arrested himyet?”
I shook my head and tried to mask my own frustration and rage. She didn’t need me flying off the deep end too. “Unfortunately, he’s gone missing. The police went to his last known address, but all they found was an empty apartment and an angry landlord. They’ve put out an APB on his car, but it hasn’t turned up. He’s in the wind, Rae.”
“Why would he …” She took a huge gulp of air and let it out in a slow gust. “Why is he doing this tome?”
“I wish I knew.” Since we’d come this far, I decided to give it to her straight. All of it. “But this has all the markings of a predator. Rae. What he did—not just breaking into your house, but defiling your bed too—he wants to remind you that he’s out there, waiting. Everything has been kept hush-hush, but he wants you to be rattled. As far as everyone knows, you’re in England to record your album. And while that’s partially true, what is also true is that you’re on the run, trying to get away from him. Even with a supposed ocean separating you, he wants you to know can still reach you. He wants you to know you’re not safe, that he can get to you anytime he wants. He gets off on your fear. Literally”
Rae’s face crumpled with hopelessness and I held her tight against me. As she sobbed into my chest, I swiped my hand over her back, giving her the only comfort I knew how. Her situation was frightening as fuck—I knew that, truly—but I didn’t want her to be afraid. When she was with me, I wanted her to feel protected and safe from harm. Which meant as long as that asshole was out there, she wasn’t going back to L.A. Even if it took the police forever to catch the prick, I’d give my life to make sure he never got close toher.
The moment he’d spent his load all over her bed—put his seed where my woman slept—the rules of the game had changed. Fuck it. The rules hadn’t changed—they’d flown right out the window. I didn’t care anymore about how things were supposed to work, what steps the police said needed to be taken. My only concern was making sure this animal was putdown.
Later, once Rae calmed down and fell asleep, I’d put in a call to some guys I knew who worked off the books—guys who’d turned mercenary after they’d come home from the war and hadn’t been able to let go of their thirst for death and destruction. Those motherfuckers over at Triad were some of the craziest assholes I’d ever met but I owed one of them my life. The other two owed me theirs. They’d do what the police couldn’t. Whatever it took, Noones was a deadman.
But first, I needed to take care of Rae. “You’re safe here. I promise.”
Once she cried herself out, she leaned away and wiped her eyes on the back of her hand. “What did I do to deservethis?”
“Nothing, baby. You didn’t do anything wrong. This guy is a sickfuck.”
“I’m so tired of it all. If it’s not one thing, it’s another.” Anger steeling her spine, she sat up straight. “When am I going to catch a goddamned break?”
“I don’t know,” I answered honestly. “I’m not the best person to give you a pep talk about things turning up roses. I’m a miserable son of a bitch, in case you haven’t figured that out already.”
She laughed and my chest constricted. I hated seeing her cry, but more than that, I loved being the reason for her smiles. I didn’t know what this was between us—where it was going or how it would end—but I knew I was in deep with Rae Griffin. I hadn’t felt like this about anyone since Sonia, and the scariest part of that realization was that unlike my first love, Rae could actually be mine. We had the possibility of a real future together. All I had to do was make sure she never found out about my past, never learned about the man I used tobe.
That’s no way to build a future, my conscience scolded.
Unfortunately, it was the only way I knew, because the second Rae found out what I’d done was the second she’d walk away from me … and I wasn’t ready for that. Not yet. Maybe notever.
I leaned close and swiped the remaining tear tracks from her cheeks. Kissed them away, and then savored her lips and sucked on her tongue.
This woman, what she did tome.
“Let me make you feel better,” I whispered against her neck as I trailed my hands over her body, skating over her breasts, and down around her hip. Pulling her into my lap, I worshipped her with my mouth until she shivered and turned to putty in my hands. “Let me fuck you until you forget everything except how good my dick feels inside of you. Lose yourself in meRae.”
Her arms went around my neck and she returned my kiss with intense need, ground herself against my hardening cock, mewled into my mouth. “Make me forget, Ash,” she whispered. “Fuck me until I forget.”
