Plus, Sergey’s last words kept ringing in my ears. Look closer to home? I had no clue what that really meant. Did he think Alexa was blackmailing herself or something equally insane?
Still, that was a lead worth following up. Maybe there were staff working the roof, or maybe they had a security detail up there. I’d have to ask around, try to find out if anyone saw or heard anything.
This damn fucking thing was going to be a much bigger pain in my ass than I had thought.
As I walked into my room, ignoring the junkies and the whores, I locked my door and got into bed. Alexa came back into my mind then, hazy and indistinct, and I knew that I was fucking up badly. I was beginning to see just how far I’d go for this girl, even if it were stupid.
I drifted off to sleep, remembering the feel of her body, her perfect fucking tits, her tasty little cunt, and her incredible moans of pleasure.
“Hello?”
“Alexa, it’s me.”
“Cole!”
I leaned up against the wall of the rest stop halfway back home. The sun was bright in the sky, and I was taking my sweet-ass time riding back. I was thinking, trying to work out who had sent those pictures and why, but there was nothing to go on.
“I met our friend.”
“Oh my god. Cole, that’s insane.”
I laughed. “Maybe, but I wasn’t wasting any time.”
“What happened? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. I don’t think it was him.”
She paused. “Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.”
“Shit.”
“Yeah. I’m on my way back.”
“I got another note.”
I felt a stone sink into my gut. “What does it say?”
“It has the address of a nearby park and says to leave the money by the statue. Says not to linger. We have two weeks now, apparently.”
I grunted, nodding my head. I had figured there’d be another note giving us a place to exchange. “I wonder why they’d give us more time.”
“Maybe they realized we don’t have the money yet?”
“We can’t pay them,” I said.
“Why not? If we do, this all goes away.”
“No, it doesn’t. We pay them but we get nothing in return. We need proof that those pictures are destroyed, or else we can’t pay.”
“How do we get that?”
“I don’t know.”
“Maybe we should tell our parents.”
I barked a short laugh. “Sure you want to do that, sis? Imagine how your dad will react.”
“Yeah.” I could hear the tension in her voice, and I wished I could fix it.
“We can’t risk screwing up their jobs. You said that, remember?”
“I know.”
“Then we figure this out.”
“Okay. Okay. Just come back home.”
“I’m on my way.”
“And don’t disappear like that again.”
“It’s good to hear your voice,” I said softly. “I can almost imagine what you’re wearing.”
“Stop it.”
“Low-cut shirt, no bra. Nipples hard as fuck at the sound of my voice. Short little shirt, white panties, totally useless now since they’re soaking. Am I close?”
“Not even.”
“I’m sure I’m right about the panties.”
“Nowhere near close.”
“You know, I can’t get that perfect little pussy of yours out of my mind.”
“I’m sure you could find something to distract you.”
“Maybe, but why would I want to when you’re dripping wet and waiting for me to come home?”
“Take a cold shower. Better yet, take care of it yourself.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? I bet you’d love to listen to me jerk my hard cock while I thought about you.”
“Bye, Cole.”
She hung up the phone.
I laughed as I slipped my cell back into my pants and looked up at the sky. What an insanely shitty situation I had found myself in with no easy way out.
Then again, I wasn’t always the biggest fan of the easy way.
Sometimes the hard way was much more fun.
Chapter 11
Alexa
I wanted him to come back home. Or at least I wanted him to move back in and maybe things could be okay again.
The night in the dressing room kept coming back to me, over and over again. It had felt so electric, so right, and I knew that I wanted more of him. I needed more of him, actually. And when we had gotten home and I was about to finally feel what it would be like to slide down along his thick cock, to feel him inside me, I had found those pictures.
Those horrible pictures. True, we were just kissing, and really that’s no big deal. Plenty of people had pictures of them kissing other people on Facebook.