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Chapter 221: He Shouldn't Care Who I Want to Punch

Which I love. I like it so much my stomach clenches in happiness. If Hudson were here as only a bodyguard, he wouldn't care about an ex-boyfriend or any of the people I want to punch. There are exactly two thousand four hundred and one ways I can analyze this information, but from the way his deep thoughtful eyes bore into mine, if I don't start talking soon he's liable to pull it out of me."It's not worth my time to write down an ex-boyfriend in the book." It's not like it's a damn burn book."Because there are too many?"I slap him across the shoulder. Then I move my body so we're face to face, my left leg curled up on the couch. "No! But once you break up what's the point of giving someone mental space?"I leave out the part where after every breakup I spent at least a week analyzing exactly what each of us did wrong and how I could have been better. Then ultimately with the help of Marissa, Aspen, Simone and sometimes Clare, we usually all end up at the conclusion that I h

Chapter 222: Back of a Police Car

A car rumbles past, shaking the side door where we're parked on the side of the road.Ben leans back, his arm outstretched over the back of the passenger seat as he stares at me, neither one of us moving. "You don't need to sit in the back, you know.""Oh." It's not until right then I glance around and realize when it was time to get into Ben's police car I went right to the back seat. Granted I've never been arrested before, but I guess I assumed. I blame my lack of steady thought on Hudson... And sadness."We usually save the back for criminals. You're not a criminal. Are you?" Ben asks, laughing as he gets out and opens the back door to let me out.If he only knew. Subconsciously I put myself in the back seat of his unmarked cruiser because I carry so much guilt. I'm heavier. Like I'm carrying an overstuffed suitcase of lies. Ben has been nothing but a fourth brother to me. He's looked out for me. He took care of me the night of the... Calling it an accident is incorrect, bu

Chapter 223: Follow My Lead

An older woman with long hair bordering between blonde and white opens the door. She wears a velvet jumpsuit, but not the kind you find on people who are retired in Florida. She's more of what you'd expect on a housewife with too much money on her hands and no fashion sense. Her ears and neck are covered in gold and if not for the small lines creasing her forehead and around her neck, I'd probably put her at my age."Detective Adams. How good to see you again."Ben smiles. "Mrs. Rostelli, I have a couple of quick questions for you today. This is my associate Amanda." He gestures in my direction and I smile, nodding my head twice. Hopefully that's to his lead."You best stay outside. No offense, but I don't want to look cozy with the police."Ben lifts an eyebrow putting this entire exchange into the curious category. "Do you want to find out who shot your son?"She scoffs. "Of course I do. I want those bastards brought down, but I live here. What will I care about catching sh

Chapter 224: Potential Gunmen on the Streets

The first-floor lobby is full of windows and I check around hesitantly. Damn, living with Hudson is wearing on me. Now he's got me looking for potential gunmen on the streets."Come on, Alex. Let's go upstairs." My brother in my apartment is not the smartest decision. It would be much better if I could keep him here and away from the mysterious man who is currently sitting in my living room. I'll have to answer a lot of questions, but it'll be easier to do it this way than if I wait too long and Hudson comes to search for me. A tall lumbering man running down the steps with his gun drawn is not a sight my brother needs to see today.The four flights of steps go by too fast as I spend them internally debating whether I interrogate my brother about why he's here or come up with a good cover story for Hudson and me. There's absolutely no way, not one in 1,000,001 chance I'm going to tell my brother I witnessed a shooting and now have a full-time bodyguard until the guy wakes up in the

Chapter 225: That Horrible Trash

"Every night," Hudson returns, implying he knows me well. Maybe he does.I scowl at both of them with my arms crossed against my chest and walk to my bedroom.It isn't until I'm in the small room with the door closed I realize I have to spend the rest of the evening cooped up in this tiny space with Hudson. My annoying brother might not be so bad."So, we're going to sleep?" I chirp at Hudson when he comes in the room closing the door behind him."Yup, unless there's something else you want to do?" he asks, wiggling his eyebrows.It's cute seeing his playful side come out from time to time. If only he'd let it out more and not when I'm stressed.And if my brother wasn't sitting a few feet away from the door, I might be tempted to say yes.Hudson's sighs. "I don't know if you're scared of me or I intimidate you or you don't like me as much as I thought, but I promise I won't bite, Amanda. We will lie nicely beside one another and watch TV.""That's it?"He tips his eye

Chapter 226: Every Single Sunday Morning

"How long do you plan to stay?" Hudson asks, but he never looks in my direction. Instead his hawk eyes survey the streets outside of Cosmo's Comics and Café's large glass window covering the entire front of the building."I don't know. Sometimes we stick around for an hour and a half, sometimes a day." You never can guess what to expect when your best friend is Aspen.This causes his head to swivel in my direction, his eyes wide in fear, shock, and a little annoyance. "All day? A group of highly wealthy people and their wives and girlfriends sit around in an unsecure comic shop with a huge non-bulletproof glass window every single Sunday morning?"When he puts it that way. "Kind of." My face scrunches because I can guess where this line of questioning goes. We've been here before. I don't know why he's so upset now."And do you do this every Sunday?""Like clockwork." I twist my fingers together and hold them in front of me pretending to stare at my nonexistent nail polish. W

Chapter 227: Aspen Cannot Handle Herself Here

I may be slightly understating how much Aspen hates the cold. Anytime it gets below forty-five degrees she walks around in her heavy winter coat. We had a slight dusting of snow one year and I worried she was going to faint. Southern California girls cannot handle themselves up here."Why don't you go to Aspen's house? Or go back to your original location?""We used to sit on this big gorgeous hill over in a city park. It was pretty." I could talk Aspen into it once the temperature warms up in the spring.Hudson looks at me in horror. "Out in the open on a hill?"I nod, but slowly because I worry he's setting me up for a trap."Hudson, we're fine. I'm fine. They're fine. You're fine."He mumbles something under his breath and then turns back to continue surveying out the window. "This big ass window says differently."I've tap him on the shoulder once more since there's nothing else to do for him. Once Finn gets here with our breakfast burritos, I'll eat as quickly as pos

Chapter 228: I Can't Believe He Said It

"I can't believe you said that to Finn," I say for at least the sixteenth time as I unlock the door to my apartment. I've never heard anyone yell at Finn. Well, besides Aspen. And Marissa yells all the time but normally only at Ryland. This is uncharted territory.Although, Hudson's been trying to boss me around for weeks. And I kind of let him. Fighting has never been my style.Hudson doesn't even fake feeling bad as he walks in the apartment with our bag of food."He deserved it."Yup, definitely not upset."It's stupid to put everybody's safety in danger. Sure San Francisco isn't Mexico where people get kidnapped all the time, but he is rich and whether he's high profile doesn't matter. Somebody out there will try to use it to their advantage. He needs to protect himself now before he gets caught up in something bigger than he can handle."People get kidnapped from Mexico? I wanted to go there for my next vacation."He's rich and works in technology.""That doesn't m

Chapter 229: Judgmental on the Muscles

"Yes. Don't be so judgmental. Just because I have wonderful muscles on display and enough background knowledge to kill a man at least five different ways before they even notice doesn't mean I don't like to read."Hudson stands, walking to where his bag of clothes sits in my closet. I'm pretty sure he's underestimating the ways to kill a man number."It's more than wanting to read it. You have to be able to sit quietly and do it when someone else is in the room," I yell after him. It's a process. One I couldn't do if my brother Alex were still here, but thankfully he headed on his way south again the next morning. Hudson, however, hasn't made it back to sleeping on the couch. I don't plan to complain.When he ducks out of the bedroom, there's a smile written across his face as he holds up a thick James Patterson novel. Of course it's a James Patterson."I didn't take you for Patterson man." I lean back on the couch readjusting myself and opening my Kindle again. This could work

Chapter 230: Sometimes I Forget

"Shit," I say looking at the alarm clock setting on my nightstand. "We'll have to order dinner soon."I'm not looking for an excuse to get out of bed with Hudson nor do I want to, but neither of us have eaten since breakfast. Well not food anyway.I hate to miss food even if it's because of hot, delicious sex with quite possibly the man of my dreams.Hudson pulls the sheets up around my shoulder, tightening them underneath me. "Not yet. I can't move."I try to laugh but it comes out this nervous giggle. I smother it by rolling closer to Hudson and putting my face in the pillow. He turns toward me as well, and in the quiet of my bedroom, my fingers are drawn to the small bit of raised skin beneath his shoulder. I skim across the bumpy ridges going back and forth the length of the long scar.Hudson watches my movements, his eyes hooded. "Sometimes I forget.""Did you get it while you were in the service?" I ask. He hasn't told me much on his time being a Navy SEAL and I wonde

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