ahead of me.
“And it’s not crap,” I said quietly as I settled into the front of his car.
“No, but it is compared to your life.”
Chapter Three
It’d been two days since that fun-filled night. Eric had kept me locked away in his hotel room, while he supposedly took care of my window and the repairs to the wall. I don’t know why he bothered. Only two things could happen now. Either I left the area or they caught me. I wouldn’t be returning to my apartment, no matter how much security he put in the tiny place.
After his statement about wanting to get to know me, and then helping me secure my place after it’d been shot up, I begrudgingly trusted him. He’d had plenty of chances to turn on me and hadn’t. Plus, I had no one else to lean on.
On the third day, I finally got tired of only having four boring walls to look at with horribly dull daytime television to keep me company, so I decided I’d walk to the nearby grocery store to pick up a few things to snack on. We didn’t have a kitchen at all, so we were doomed to have to survive on takeout. However, that didn’t mean I couldn’t have some yummy snacks to survive on between meals.
I’d filled a cart with my favorite things and was checking out when Sheriff Aaron appeared next to me.
“Where you been hiding out?” he asked with a flirty smile.
“I haven’t been hiding,” I said with an eye roll. The man was always all up in my business.
“I haven’t seen you around the diner and it looked like you were having some work done on your place,” he observed.
“Stalker much?” I glared at him as I handed the cashier enough cash to cover my bill.
“You know, I’m just looking out for you, since you are a single woman,” he groaned in frustration.
“Thanks, but I think I have it handled on my own. I’ve managed this long just fine,” I said, gathering my bags and walking away.
I took the long way back, making several turns and detours that I didn’t need to in order to make sure if anyone was following me, they’d have a hard time keeping up.
Once back in the room, I unpacked the few items on the dresser and was just trying to decide what to do next to waste time when my phone rang.
“Yes?” I answered when I saw it was Eric.
“Why did you go out?” he barked angrily.
“Because I was bored. You know, I don’t get to traverse all over town at a whim like you do,” I snapped back.
“Why were you talking to that sheriff? What did he say?” he asked, and I pulled my phone away to glare at it.
“How the fuck do you know who I talked to? That’s creepy as hell. And nothing unusual. He’s not the one behind this shit,” I decided.
Eric let out a long sigh.
“Will you just be careful?” he finally said, worry evident in his voice.
“I am,” I groaned, falling back on my bed. Thankfully, the room had two queens, and I got my own space to sprawl out and not have to worry about touching the infuriating man.
Eric just grunted then hung up on me.
Just as I was putting my phone down, it rang again. I immediately answered, thinking it was him calling back.
“What do you want now?” I snapped.
“Well, nice to hear you are doing okay after you missed work,” Mark said, none too pleased by the sound of it.
“Sorry. Things are a bit crazy right now. I meant to call and let you know I wouldn’t make it in this morning.”
“Well, we are slammed and getting our asses handed to us. You need to figure out how to get here, and soon,” he demanded in a stern voice.
“I’ll see what I can do,” I exhaled exaggeratedly.
“You’d better,” he barked then hung up.
What was it with men hanging up on me? Seriously, saying “bye” wouldn’t hurt them. At least now I had a way to spend the afternoon, and Eric couldn’t be too pissed about me going to work. It was where I could
“And it’s not crap,” I said quietly as I settled into the front of his car.
“No, but it is compared to your life.”
Chapter Three
It’d been two days since that fun-filled night. Eric had kept me locked away in his hotel room, while he supposedly took care of my window and the repairs to the wall. I don’t know why he bothered. Only two things could happen now. Either I left the area or they caught me. I wouldn’t be returning to my apartment, no matter how much security he put in the tiny place.
After his statement about wanting to get to know me, and then helping me secure my place after it’d been shot up, I begrudgingly trusted him. He’d had plenty of chances to turn on me and hadn’t. Plus, I had no one else to lean on.
On the third day, I finally got tired of only having four boring walls to look at with horribly dull daytime television to keep me company, so I decided I’d walk to the nearby grocery store to pick up a few things to snack on. We didn’t have a kitchen at all, so we were doomed to have to survive on takeout. However, that didn’t mean I couldn’t have some yummy snacks to survive on between meals.
I’d filled a cart with my favorite things and was checking out when Sheriff Aaron appeared next to me.
“Where you been hiding out?” he asked with a flirty smile.
“I haven’t been hiding,” I said with an eye roll. The man was always all up in my business.
“I haven’t seen you around the diner and it looked like you were having some work done on your place,” he observed.
“Stalker much?” I glared at him as I handed the cashier enough cash to cover my bill.
“You know, I’m just looking out for you, since you are a single woman,” he groaned in frustration.
“Thanks, but I think I have it handled on my own. I’ve managed this long just fine,” I said, gathering my bags and walking away.
I took the long way back, making several turns and detours that I didn’t need to in order to make sure if anyone was following me, they’d have a hard time keeping up.
Once back in the room, I unpacked the few items on the dresser and was just trying to decide what to do next to waste time when my phone rang.
“Yes?” I answered when I saw it was Eric.
“Why did you go out?” he barked angrily.
“Because I was bored. You know, I don’t get to traverse all over town at a whim like you do,” I snapped back.
“Why were you talking to that sheriff? What did he say?” he asked, and I pulled my phone away to glare at it.
“How the fuck do you know who I talked to? That’s creepy as hell. And nothing unusual. He’s not the one behind this shit,” I decided.
Eric let out a long sigh.
“Will you just be careful?” he finally said, worry evident in his voice.
“I am,” I groaned, falling back on my bed. Thankfully, the room had two queens, and I got my own space to sprawl out and not have to worry about touching the infuriating man.
Eric just grunted then hung up on me.
Just as I was putting my phone down, it rang again. I immediately answered, thinking it was him calling back.
“What do you want now?” I snapped.
“Well, nice to hear you are doing okay after you missed work,” Mark said, none too pleased by the sound of it.
“Sorry. Things are a bit crazy right now. I meant to call and let you know I wouldn’t make it in this morning.”
“Well, we are slammed and getting our asses handed to us. You need to figure out how to get here, and soon,” he demanded in a stern voice.
“I’ll see what I can do,” I exhaled exaggeratedly.
“You’d better,” he barked then hung up.
What was it with men hanging up on me? Seriously, saying “bye” wouldn’t hurt them. At least now I had a way to spend the afternoon, and Eric couldn’t be too pissed about me going to work. It was where I could
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