“What?” Shade asked.
“If we find out whoever took her could have stopped that shit, I get him first.”
Shade couldn’t make him that promise; he didn’t make promises he couldn’t keep.
*
He heard her teeth chattering when he opened the door. Closing it, he quickly undressed then pulled the covers back, scooting closer to her in the bed and holding her shivering body to his.
“Shade?”
“Yes?”
“That day in the diner when I had that panic attack, there was a little girl at one of the tables. What happened?”
“I had left with you, but Knox told me Diamond had seen you staring at the family. Knox talked to them. The little girl was placed in her grandmother’s custody.”
“It’s funny how things turn out, isn’t it?”
“I don’t think it’s funny at all,” Shade said, pulling her tighter.
“I believe sometimes it’s meant for us to have to bear trials so we can recognize how to help others.” Lily’s voice grew drowsy.
“Go to sleep.” Shade’s voice was soothing.
It was then Shade realized the room was encased in darkness. She hadn’t turned the bathroom light on.
Her hand laced through Shade’s, and he pulled her closer, his cheek resting on her damp one.
The little girl in the restaurant had been abused by her mother. If Lily hadn’t recognized the signs, it would have continued. Lily’s suffering had changed that girl’s life for the better, but no one had been there to save Lily.
Shade raised his face from hers when he realized it wasn’t her tears on her cheeks. It had humbled him that her beautiful soul held no bitterness, trying to make the best out of what cards life had dealt her. He, however, was a mean motherfucker, and he was going to exact the revenge which she had been denied.
Chapter 61
He heard the music at the top of the steps. Lily must have turned it on after he had left her washing clothes in the basement.
He had expected her to be finished when he was done, but he had wanted to make sure she still wasn’t in the basement before he went upstairs. He knew she was all right in the club but he couldn’t keep himself from checking, making the excuse to himself that he would pack the clothes back upstairs for her.
Shade stood at the bottom of the steps with his mouth dropped open. She was on the pole, making experienced moves a stripper wouldn’t be able to perform. He quietly went to sit down on the couch to watch the show she didn’t know she was giving.
Lily was at the top and using her arms as leverage, she pushed her legs out from the pole. He could see the fine trembling of her arms and almost stopped her, afraid she would hurt herself, but she kept a firm grip before circling the pole with her thighs, making his cock harden at the sensuous movement.
Sliding down the pole, she stopped her momentum a few feet from the floor. Using her thighs, she held on to the pole, going backward until her hands touched the floor. Releasing her grip, she flipped her body, doing a brief handstand before continuing to flip until she stood straight, facing the steps. Then the buzzer for the dryer went off, and she moved toward the machine.
Thinking herself alone, Lily walked confidently with seductive grace across the floor, coming to an abrupt stop when she saw him sitting on the couch and staring at her. All her sexual confidence disappeared, and the shy woman was back.
“How long have you been there?” she asked suspiciously.
“Long enough to see you climb then come down the pole.”
“Oh.” Lily went to the dryer, pulling out the clothes and putting them in the basket. She didn’t meet his eyes as she jammed the clothes into the basket.
He made her nervous, which was a shame because she made him horny as hell.
“Come here, Lily.”
“Uh, no,” Lily said firmly.
“Why?” He tilted his head to the side, studying her reaction.
“Because I can tell by the way you’re looking at me that … you’re in a mood,” she finished helplessly.
“You’re right. I’m in the mood to fuck. Come. Here.”
Lily’s trembling hands set the basket down on the dryer before she slowly walked toward him. “Shade…”
“What do you call me when we’re down here?” He wanted her to have the same confidence with him that she’d had when she was alone. To do that, he had to build her trust.
Lily stopped in front of him.
His hand came out, cupping the back of her knee, touching the flesh below her workout shorts. He was well aware of how sensitive the flesh there was. Many men thought only the pussy or tits were sensitive to pleasure, whereas he had discovered a whole woman’s body could be used to raise her pleasure if touched the right way.
“Answer me.” Shade’s firm expression wasn’t harsh; however, he left no doubt that he expected her to obey him.