FALLING FOR MR J

Chapter 13

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

    I take a deep breath, and when I look deeply into his eyes, I kinda throw his first words back in his face.
"I could say the same about you. I'd like to know how you got involved with Stefan Charlton. I'd love to know why you thought it was a good idea to kidnap me."
His body jolts with shock written all over his beautiful face.
"What are you talking about? Lacy, you're not making any sense right now. I haven't kidnapped you. Shit, you're free to come and go as you please. As for Stefan, he helped Albert. You know, the one who'd broken your figurine. Why... how do you know him?"
Now my brows are nipping together, but I need to know more. It's not enough.
"That's it, that's all it was?"
"What do you want me to say? Baby, he helped Al out. He offered to help him earn a bit of cash. I needed a few things brought over from my warehouse, for the gallery. Only the dumb fuck thought he'd get clever and screw me over. He broke in and stolen a few priceless items and then set the rest up in flames. Yes, I admit some of my items were unregistered. That's why I didn't report him. Besides, I wanted to hear Al out first. I needed to see why the kid got his keys. Only, he swore blind he had no clue. Sadly, I didn't believe him. That's why I let him go. I made it my mission to make Stefan pay for screwing me over. I wanted my money, and he swore blind he'd get it."
Hearing that last part, I call out a big fat "Ha" making him jump slightly.
"So, what happened when he missed the deadline? Did you do it? Did you kill him off? I'm sorry this is the last thing I ever thought I'd have to ask you. Hell, never the man I've fallen in love with. But I need to know if I'm going on with you? Johnathan, I need to know if his death involved you."
"WHAT THE FUCK! Seriously, you think I killed him? You seriously think I'd do something like that?"
I truly don't. But still, I need to ask. I need my answers, especially if I'm gonna tell him who I am. However, here's not the place to have this conversation. We need to take it somewhere else.
"No, I don't think you would. But that aside; here isn't the best place to talk about it. Chester's probably watching us, and I don't want him to hear any of this. Not yet anyway."
As I knew he would, he attempts to protest, but I give him a look that said, "We'll talk when we get to my place." Moments later, he starts the engine up after taking a deep breath. Only to stop and snap his eyes back to mine.
"What," is all I say. I attempt to ask more, but he's just looking at me. It's like he's about to have a heart attack, but what he says just made me roll my eyes.
"Did you just say, you're in love with me?"
Now he's grinning, and I want to slap his sexy dish, but as I've said, I just roll my eyes.
"Like you didn't know that already."
He scoffs and when I ask why; he shook his head.
"After last night and this morning, I probably would have agreed with that. Only I'm still kinda wondering. I mean, you just left without a word. It was like last night meant nothing. I know I'm probably sounding like a pussy right now, but Christ, Lacy." He exclaimed and smoothed his hand over his face. I'm placing my hand in his lap, squeezing it when I tell him to drive.
"I'd like to get out of here. It's too dangerous."
"What do you mean dangerous?"
"Christ, Beezman! Just drive the fucking car, please."
His brows lift again, and I realise I'm sounding like a bitch, so I tone it down just a little.
"I... Shit! I'm sorry, okay. Please, just drive."
He huffs and like a sulky teen he pulls away from Chester's place. I tried to remove my hand from his thigh, but he stopped me before I could do it. He quickly placed his free hand over mine, stopping me from moving.
"Don't," was all he said.
To be honest with you, I was glad for it. As scared as I am right now, it doesn't change the way I feel about him.

***

We arrived at my place, and finally, I stepped out of his car. I stood there and sighed after looking at my driveway. Crap, I've left my car at his place.
"What's wrong," he asked when his chest connects with my back.
Feeling it instantly pulls at my insides. His scent once again wrapped around me... I can't help inhaling it. Oh, he smells good. After a moment, I tell him about my car, and his response makes me grin before sighing. It's then I realised things still might change. Once I tell him who I am, everything will change.
"Don't worry, I'll take you in tomorrow morning. I have a feeling we have a lot to talk about, and I'm damned if I don't hear it all." He ends that by telling me, he'll be staying here tonight, then ordered me to open my front door. Once inside, I head for my bathroom to not only empty my bladder, but to take a shower. Oh, and not forgetting I also need a change of clothes.
After my shower, the rest gets halted when I enter my room. I find him there, sitting on my bed, looking like my favourite daydream. He's looking at my picture frame. It's one of me with my sister.
"Is this you with your sister?" He asked, and I take the frame from his hands telling him, it is. When I turn it around to look at it, I smile a little when he asked if we were twins.
"Unfortunately, no, though, we wished we were. All the time we'd talk about it we'd come up with ideas and out how to play tricks on people. Josie had a little birthmark on her neck, so we knew it would never work anyway."