I step closer, grabbing her hands and placing a kiss on her knuckles. “You’re right. I’m sorry. No more secrets.”
“Between Natasha and Krystal, we have to tell each other everything. Even if you think it’s going to stress me out.”
I cup her cheek and nod. “Promise, I will.”
“So let’s assume it was her. Do you think she was watching us?” Everleigh asks when we return to the couch.
“Most likely watching me, yes. Might’ve followed me home, saw you, followed you to work, and tried to get more details out of you. Then later, broke into the house to snoop around before confronting you.”
“What would she be looking for?” Everleigh asks.
“Honestly, no clue. Best guess is she’s just trying to find something to threaten me with, which is you and Annie. She’s always been mentally unstable, but I have a feeling it got worse after Chad died.”
“Great, another crazy woman who wants me dead.”
“Well, I told my parole officer, and he suggested that I report it to the local police. There’s not much they can do, but at least it’ll be documented if she does something.”
She nods, petting Sassy as she processes everything. I hate that I had to share the great news about Tyler approving of us with this fucked-up news about Krystal.
“Try not to worry, okay? Our home is secure, and when we’re not at work, we’ll stick together or with friends. Got it?”
“Damn, there goes my solo middle-of-the-night strolls,” she deadpans.
“You little smart-ass.” I grab her face and press my lips to hers. “I’m going to do whatever it takes to protect you, got it? If Krystal wants to hurt you, she’ll have to go through me.”
“I hate that I can’t even open my front door anymore without fear,” she murmurs. “And I hate even more that I can’t remember who attacked me.”
Though we’ve speculated it was Natasha, there’s zero proof. The detective had someone draw a sketch based on my description, but they haven’t been able to track her down to question her whereabouts.
“I know, baby.”
Once we’ve finished eating, I take Sassy out, then clean up the kitchen. Everleigh calls for me, and I follow her voice to the bathtub.
“We haven’t soaked together yet. Wanna join me?” She moves slightly so the tops of her breast peek over the soap suds.
“Hell yes.” I waggle my brows, then remove my clothes. Everleigh watches closely, keeping her gaze on the happy trail that leads to my cock.
“Have you ever heard the phraseit’s not nice to stare?” I tease, sliding in behind her and pulling her back to rest against my chest.
“I’m only admiring what’s mine,” she retorts as her head drops to my shoulder.
“Mmm…is that so?” I whisper in her ear, slowly sliding my hand down between her thighs.
“I can’t help it. I’m averylucky woman.”
“You have no idea what that means to me, baby.” I suck on her neck and rub circles over her clit. “I don’t feel worthy of you.”
She turns her head and captures my mouth. “I’ve never told another man I love them, but I knew without a doubt I was in love with you. I hope you realize you’re more than worthy of me.”
A grin spreads across my face. Everleigh has a way of doing that to me. Even when I don’t feel like smiling, she pulls it out of me.
“And I’ll gladly spend the rest of my life proving it to you even if I don’t believe it.” I flash her a wink, then thrust a finger inside her.
“Oh my God,” she yelps in surprise. “Yes, more of that…”
As my hardness presses against her back, I finger-fuck her pussy and massage her breast. She twists her arm between us and grabs my shaft, stroking me as hard and fast as she can.
I continue until she’s squeezing and squirting all over my fingers. As I pinch her nipple, she moans out my name, and I nearly explode at her tight grip around me.