Blaine had a prospect drive Jessa to his house. He went there after setting his own MC’s lot on fire.
“You watch the house,” Blaine told the prospect.
“Yes, sir.”
Blaine found Jessa at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of tea. She looked so prim and proper sitting there. It made Blaine smile, considering that first night when he had her naked on the table, his mouth between her legs, taking care of her sweet pussy.
“Please be careful,” Jessa said.
“Just stay here,” Blaine said. “This isn’t adding up all the way. It’s going to be a long day for me. I just need you here and safe. I have a guy out front watching the house. I’m going to settle this thing up and then we’re going to find Vin and end it. Then there’s no more worry.”
“Other than what you’ll do when we find out this baby is a girl,” Jessa said.
“That’s easy,” Blaine said. “I’ll cut every guy’s dick off in the tri-state area so nobody could ever go near her. You know how people joke about father’s with shotguns? It won’t be for me.”
“How romantic.”
Blaine kissed Jessa. “And as soon as I get back, I’m going to tear you the fuck apart. Every piece of you will get a piece of me tonight.”
“Tease.”
Blaine kissed Jessa’s forehead. “Promise.”
He walked to the door and opened it. He stepped back and looked to the kitchen. “Hey, sweetheart.”
“What?” Jessa asked.
“I love you.”
Jessa smiled and felt her cheeks burn. “I love you too.”
Blaine had said I love you to hundreds of women in life. Those who were able to take all of him into their mouth and swallow. Those who opened every hole for him to fill. Those who came two at a time and did anything he said, when he said to do it. Yeah, that was all love.
But this time… when he said it to Jessa, his mouth went a little dry and his heart raced.
That’s how he knew it was real.
Now he just hoped to be able to say it again to her.
thirty-one.
Jessa heard her cell ring and lunged for it. Blaine had a really nice house - completely unexpected for a guy like him - but she could only pace so many times, waiting for him to come back.
Or call.
She fumbled with her bag and found the phone.
It wasn’t Blaine.
It was the office number calling. Not Dr. Ashland’s personal cell either. The actual office.
Jessa hurried to call back.
Terri answered.
“Terri? I’m…”
“You have to come here,” she said. She sounded out of breath. Panicked.
“I… can’t. Why?”
“I’m so sorry, Jessa. I know you’re not feeling well. But… it’s an emergency.”
“What kind of emergency? Is the building on fire?”
“No. It’s about you.”
“Me?”
“Brandy.”
“Br…” Brandy. The dog. “What’s wrong?”
“She’s bad, Jessa. She’s dying.”
Jessa felt her heart rip in half. Poor Brandy girl. She thought of Jim and Brenda. More Jim than Brenda. It was his childhood dog.
“I can’t,” Jessa said. “Shit, Terri.”
“Jessa, you have to come here. Help them. They won’t talk to anyone but you. It’s…” Terri got quiet. “Jim is acting crazy.”
“Let me talk to him.”
“He’s in an exam room with the dog. Where are you?”
“I’m…” Jessa looked out the window. The prospect was leaning against his motorcycle. Jessa had her car at Blaine’s. “Poor Brandy.”
“Jim keeps asking for you,” Terri said. “He said you’re the only one who can do this. I don’t want to cause a problem with him, you know? Like call the police or something.”
“Okay,” Jessa said. “Okay. Just hang tight. Okay? I, uh, let me figure this out. Tell Jim I won’t let him down. Just check on the dog. Make sure she’s breathing. If she’s in any visible pain, ask Dr. Ashland about administering pain meds. I’ll authorize it and talk you through it, with Jim, on the phone.”
“Okay. Thank you.”
“Hey, are you okay?” Jessa asked. “You sound… different.”
“No,” Terri said. “I mean, yeah. I just… I know how much that dog means to them. And you. I’m really sorry.”
“I’ll be there soon.”
Jessa ended the call and left the house. She looked at the prospect and rushed to get into her car. She started it and the prospect was then at her window.
“You can’t leave,” he yelled.
“I have keys and a car. Go fuck yourself.”
“I was told…”
“To protect me,” Jessa said. “So do it. Follow me. I need to do something. Then we’ll come back.”
“No way. Blaine…”
Jessa put the car in reverse and moved. The prospect grabbed at the hood and hooked a hand. He started to run with the car as Jessa kept going. When he finally let go, he stumbled forward to his knees.
It took the prospect a minute to get to his motorcycle and catch up to her. Luckily for her, all he did was follow her.
***
The prospect tailed just as Jessa wanted him to do. When they got to the office the parking lot was empty except for Terri’s car and one other.
Must have been Jim’s…
Jessa hurried to park and get out of the car, only to be faced by the prospect.