Intricate Love (Sinful Souls MC #2)(26)

He stops briefly, throwing me a smirk before carrying on out the front door. I make my way over to Blake, seeing an impressed look on his face. “Don’t go there Blake.”

He laughs while shaking his head. “I wasn’t going to say anything.”



A couple hours later, I decide to go in and see Alaina. Walking to her room, I swing the door open. Feeling a little theatrical, are we?

“Speak. Now,” I say after seeing her sitting up in her bed with a huge smile on her face.

“I’m pretty sure I don’t need to tell you anything, I think you heard it all this morning.”

She gets up and walks to the bathroom, so I follow. “Yes, I did. I don’t know Lain; I don’t know if this is a good idea, and Blake says he’s the tap and gap kind of person, not the ‘clean you up and lay your head down’ type.” Saying that was probably a low blow; but as always, my intense need to protect this girl comes in at full speed.

“Vicky, calm down, we were both tired is all.” Yeah, I’m sure you were both very tired, I say sarcastically in my head. She continues, “It won’t happen again, I've got to keep my head in my studies.” I laugh while walking out the door.

“Lain, you can study and still get fucked at the same time.” I respond, being my crass self; leaving her sitting there, beet-red.



~*~



After class I text Blake to see what he is doing for the rest of the day. It is as if we have an unspoken wall up between us; a wall that says, ‘You can’t be with me, but you’re not allowed to be with anyone else either.’ I think many people can relate to that wall, at least once in their life.

Me: Are you busy?

Blake: Heading home now.

Me: Want to meet at Billy Joes?

Blake: Yeah, I’ll meet you there.



After getting into some skinny jeans and a tank top, I get into my car and make my way to Billy Joe’s, thinking about my growing feelings for him. I smile as memories come flashing back of all our time together. I never thought that I would ever meet a man that I could actually see myself settling down with, but Blake changes all of that. Walking in, I see him sitting at the bar drinking; when he sees me, he gives me a sexy smile, setting off butterflies again deep in my stomach. There really is no coming back from this. He gets up, pulling me in for a bear hug, before I sit down on the chair next to him. “How’s your day been?” I ask him, ordering a glass of water because Alaina has told me that I really do need to settle down on the drinking. “A little crazy, nothing new,” he responds, looking away from me.

I don’t know why, but I feel as though he’s not telling me something. “You okay? You look a little stressed?” He glances over to me, looking deep into my eyes.

“I need to tell you something, I didn—“ He gets interrupted by the door swinging open loudly. I see Alaina standing in the doorway with fear smeared all over her face.

“Lain, babe what's wrong?” I ask, standing from my seat and making my way over to her. I have never seen her this freaked out. “Vick, a car's been following me, I saw it today on campus then just now while I was out on my run. It was following behind me so I kept my pace normal, hoping they didn't know I noticed them.” I stop in my tracks and I feel as though ice is running through my blood for a second. “Do you think? Do you think this has to do with your parents?” Alaina’s parents disappeared when she was eight, which resulted in her coming to live in West Beach. However, there is so much more to it; Alaina used to tell me about a man that said he wanted her when she was of age. I don’t know what sort of activities her parents were into, but I get the feeling it was dangerous.

“I don’t know, maybe. Why now though? Why after all these years will he be coming after me?” I look to Blake and see him looking around the room. “I don’t know. I don’t see why else I would be getting followed.” Blake gets up out of his seat, making his way outside before coming back in. “Black Mercedes? Still here across the street, I'm going to call Zane.” Alaina starts to shake her head in horror, and if we were under any other circumstances, I would laugh. “No please don't, I don't want to be that annoying girl after a one night stand.” “Babe, you will never be ‘that annoying girl after a one night stand’. You need hooker heels for that,” he assures her, smiling his cocky smile at her while he walks off , dialling Zane. “Vick, people are going to begin to find out about my past.” I grab onto her hand; it’s something we always do when one or the other is in distress.

“I know, it’s going to be okay though, you are not going anywhere.” She is not; I will do everything and anything in my power to stop her from having to run; and if she does end up having to run, I’m going with her. There is no way I can live without this girl. “Lain? It’s going to be okay.” She shakes her head, bringing her fingers to her mouth.