green-topped bottle of low sodium soy sauce in her hand.
16
Jamie
“Dropped my phone. Almost broke it.” He holds his phone up in his hand and closes the doors to his dining room.
I’ve dropped my phone more times than I can count. The people at the phone repair place know me by name at this point.
“I found the low sodium kind.” I give the bottle a small shake and try to hide that I’d gotten scared. I’m not sure if it was for myself or him. Someone had been lurking outside earlier. Then Silas had gone off to his place alone in the dark. Something about tonight seems off, or maybe it’s because I’m on edge.
“You saved my dinner. Thanks.” He wraps his arm around my waist and drops a kiss onto my mouth. I sigh into his mouth and melt into him. Any fear I had fades away. It always does when he’s around. I know now more than ever that if I want to get to the bottom of what’s happening, Silas and I are the dream team to figure it out. And we need to do it quickly before something else bad happens.
We walk back over to my place to have dinner. If it wasn't for some crazy stalker I could be luring Silas to my sofa to watch some crime documentary in hopes that we’d end up missing half of it because we were making out. Then, before I knew what was happening we’d be stumbling back to my bedroom so that Silas could do all kinds of dirty things to me. Ones that I could have never dreamed up in a million years. But he would have, because he would have been stalking me and had time to think about all these tawdry delights.
“Last one is yours.” Silas brings the egg roll to my mouth and offers me a bite. He’d nailed the order, getting everything I like. I open my mouth and take a bite. He brings it to his mouth, taking a bite himself before offering me another. I feel myself start to get turned on. Why does it always feel like he knows me so well? I think it’s because we’re meant to be or something.
I had no idea that food could be so erotic, but there is something about him feeding me that has me wanting to climb over into his lap. It might just be him though, too. That mouth of his is talented. Everything Silas does turns me on. It doesn't help that I now know exactly what that gorgeous mouth of his can do to me. I squeeze my thighs together. I have a feeling Silas has only shown me a small piece of the things he’d do to me.
Focus. I remind myself. Someone might be trying to kill my Silas. Then I’ll never get to find all those things out. We have to get this solved and catch the murderer.
“We have to break into Trevor’s,” I blurt out. I knew if I didn’t get it out of my system that I would’ve fought with myself on how to say it for the next hour, and we don’t have time for that. This murderer is getting in the way of my pleasure now. That’s where I draw the line.
“Okay.” He offers me another bite of the egg roll.
I take it because these are the best egg rolls in town and you can’t not eat them. They are the perfect balance of ingredients. Not too heavy and not too light. We can break into Trevor’s after we finish eating. We’ve already waited this long, no need to waste the food.
“Wait.” I stop mid-chew. “You’re just going to help me break in? You’re not going to try to talk me out of it?” My dad would murder me if he saw me talking with food in my mouth.
Silas doesn't seem to notice. “If that’s what you want to do.” He shrugs and stands, then starts to clean up. Silas is starting to seem as though he’s too good to be true. He’s always popping up when I need him most, knows how to order food perfectly, can pick locks, and gives me killer orgasms. Now he’s willing to break the law for me without so much as blinking an eye? I know it shouldn’t, but all of those things turn me on. The fact he’s willing to do anything for me without question is pretty damn hot.
“I can’t eat another bite.” Well,