Alana
It was almost 2am,and Kelsey and I had talked non stop since I’d arrived. My stomach growled noisily as she was telling me about her latest dating mishap and she burst out laughing.
‘Shit! I completely forgot to feed you,’ she said with a snort.
‘You don’t have to feed me. I’m not your house-pet,’ I giggled.
‘I know that, but you must be starving. I have literally no food in the place. Let’s order a pizza.’
‘It’s 2am!’
‘It’s New York, baby!’
‘Of course. I forgot about Tony’s on the corner.’
‘I’ll order one now. Shall we go ham and pineapple?’
‘Yes,’ I groaned. ‘And a side of fries. My stomach just realised I’m starving too.’
Twenty minutes later there was a knock at Kelsey’s apartment door.
‘Damn! Tony got way speedier since I left,’ I giggled.
Kelsey jumped up from the sofa. ‘Food!’ she half groaned, half growled as she grabbed her wallet and headed out into the hallway.
A moment later, I heard the front door closing and Kelsey padding back towards the room.
She popped her head through the open door. ‘Erm, I don’t mean to startle you, but I think your husband is here,’ she said with a flash of her eyebrows.
‘What?’
‘There are three, very serious and very stacked, men in suits standing in the hallway asking to see you.’
My heart lurched into my throat. ‘Did one of them look like he had steam coming from his ears?’
‘Yup,’ she nodded.
‘Then it’s him,’ I said with a groan.
‘I kinda got the impression he’s not gonna leave til he talks to you, honey. Shall I let them in?’
I chewed my lip as I thought about whether it was better to go out into the hallway and talk to him instead. But, what was the point when I knew there was not a chance in hell Alejandro would leave this apartment building without me.
‘I mean, I’m all for standing my ground and telling them to get lost, but I do like my front door. You know?’ Kelsey grinned.
‘Okay. Let them in,’ I said with a sigh.
‘It will be okay, I’m here,’ she said with a reassuring smile.
A few seconds later, I heard the door opening again and the sound of muffled voices filled the hallway. I stood up, wiping my hands on my jeans nervously. I looked up and swallowed as I watched Hugo and Jax walk into the room.
Shit!
Alejandro had brought the big guns with him for this and suddenly I felt like a runaway teenager who was about to get the ass-whooping of my life. A second later, he walked into the room behind them, looking incredibly hot and incredibly angry in his tailored suit and his crisp white shirt. My heart almost pounded out of my chest with both fear and anticipation.
He glared at me, his eyes fierce and full of fire. ‘Hello, Alana,’ he growled.
‘How the hell did you find me so quickly?’ I asked. ‘You haven’t implanted a tracker in my ass, have you?’