He kissed her forehead and they closed their eyes as the darkness of evening filled the room.
Chapter 18
“It’s nice to meet you, Jessie.” Millie reached her hand out to greet a young woman that arrived just that morning. It was Friday. Millie had survived the week despite her men trying their hardest to stick to their version of a schedule for her. She chuckled just thinking about them. Their lovemaking got better and better every time. She had nearly passed out with excitement when Marco handcuffed her to the bedpost.
She cleared her mind. Now was not the time to be thinking about that.
“It’s nice to meet you, too. This place is great.” Jessie looked around them. She fidgeted with her hands and looked kind of scared. It had only been a few days since Jessie had arrived. Of course she would still be a bit nervous.
“Well, you let me know if you need anything. I can introduce you to some of the other women or help you with just about anything around here.”
“Sure. I appreciate that. I guess I should get going. I think dinner is going to be served soon.”
“Millie!” Millie heard her name being called, and when she turned, Marco was standing there along with Anthony.
“You ready to go?” Anthony asked.
She waved. “Yep.”
“Are those your boyfriends?” Jessie asked, and Millie felt her belly quiver. The women that showed up at the shelter and in Pearl learned quickly about the multiple relationships. Especially with Anna and her men as well as Stacy and her men around the ranch.
“Two of them,” Millie replied.
Jessie looked at her strangely then recovered and smiled.
“How many boyfriends do you have?”
“Five. I’d better get going. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“You bet. Goodnight.” Jessie walked away as Millie headed toward Marco and Anthony.
Marco pulled her into an embrace.
“Have a good day, sweetness?”
“Yep.”
“Good, Anthony’s going to take you home to the ranch. I forgot something at the department. I’ll meet you there in a bit.”
“Okay. See you later.” Millie said, and Marco headed toward his police cruiser while Anthony took Millie’s hand and led her toward his truck. Jeremy was leaning against it, talking with Eric Cantrell.
* * * *
Jessie snuck out that night, which wasn’t too difficult. One guard patrolled near the cottages and as soon as he passed hers Jessie headed out of there. She took the bike that was leaning against the main house and headed out of town toward Turbank. She hoped that her hair looked good after the long ride. Not that she was interested in the guy, but he was really good looking and muscular. He had sex appeal, that was for sure. Jessie pedaled faster as she thought about him. Maybe once he found out that that woman, Millie, was fucking five men, he’d reconsider caring about finding her? Then Jessie might actually have a chance.
Twenty minutes later, she pedaled up toward the small motel. She hid the bike in the back as she had three nights before, but before she could get around the front, he was standing there.
“Hey, beautiful. No one followed you?” he asked. She felt her belly tighten. Damn was he sexy and his voice to die for.
“No one followed me. Like I told you, I’ve snuck out of shelters before and even private school when I was a kid.”
He walked closer, and his dark-gray, nearly black eyes sparkled. He reached out and caressed his knuckles against her cheek.
“You are far from some little kid, honey. What info do you have for me?”
Jessie blushed. “Well, I don’t think it’s what you expected to find out. I think you should forget about the bitch.”
He took a step toward her then stopped himself. What the hell was that all about?