the bed, she walked towards where Skylar was. They both grabbed their wallets and sunnies and headed out the door to her car. Once inside she reversed out and headed to the mall.
* * *
Nate didn’t want to leave Skylar, but after getting a phone call from Dom, he knew something was up. Jumping in his truck he drove to the bar where Dom met him at the back door.
“What’s going on, Dom?” He didn’t look happy at all.
“Last night when you left with Skylar, Chantal and I weren’t far behind. Once I caught up to you, I noticed a black Ford following you. I didn’t tell Chantal. I slowed down and kept my distance. When you pulled up in your driveway the car slowed and watched you from afar carrying Skylar into her home. Who would do anything like that, unless you know who it was?”
Nate thought about what he said, having no clue as to who followed him. “Did you get a look at the driver?”
“No. That car had tinted windows, plus it was night out. No number plate either.”
The thought pissed Nate off. He knew he had some enemies, but they weren’t stupid enough to do anything about it; maybe only follow him.
“I’m surprised you didn’t notice someone was following you, you’re usually pretty good with that stuff, man. What happened?” Dom asked with a weird look.
“Nothing happened. I just wasn’t paying attention, that’s all.” He walked into the bar, sat down and ordered a beer.
“Nate, I know you. You always pay attention to everything around you, no matter what, even if you are distracted.”
Blowing out a breath, he avoided the comment. He just didn’t want to say that Skylar was the one that distracted him and she wasn’t even awake at the time.
“Okay, whatever man. What are we going to do if this car comes back?”
He took a sip of his beer and placed it back on the bar. “We’ll just have to see if they are actually going to do anything. That’s all we can do at this moment, wait and see.”
“Okay.” Dom had said as he went to take another sip of his beer.
Staring at his beer, Nate was trying to think who would follow him and if they were actually going to do something to him. Once he finished his beer he told Dom that he had stuff to do and headed out, thinking it was time to go see his brother and see what he thought.
* * *
Skylar was glad once Chantal dropped her off at home. After four hours of going from shop to shop, her feet were killing her. Plus that girl could shop; if she hadn’t said anything they would still be out there.
Skylar hopped in the bath to relieve the soreness of her feet and the rest of her aching body. Wrapping a towel around herself, she walked back into her room to go through what she bought.
Although summer was in full swing, she still liked wearing her jeans. She bought five more pairs – all different, some nice tops and singlets since she lived in them, boots, and sandals. From a lingerie store she bought some red and black bras and matching panties. Chantal couldn’t help herself and convinced her to buy two corsets with matching garter belts and stockings, one black and silver, and the other purple, along with a couple of silk nighties that came to the tops of her thighs. They had spaghetti straps that crossed over the back and ended at the base of her spine. They were cute, but she never wore the stuff. She cut all the tags off of them and went to put a load in the washer.
Walking back out, she heard a knock at the door. Thinking it was Chantal, she went to open the door. She must have forgotten her key, she thought.
“Where did you leave the key—” she couldn’t finish the sentence, Nate was standing there.
“Ummm…hi,” she said, pulling her towel tighter around her. Nate looked her up and down and grinned. Blushing, she look to the floor. She couldn’t believe that she was standing half naked in his
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