Blake, Abby - Emma's Education [Viper's Dungeon 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Abby Blake Read Free Book Online Page A

to confess her poor housekeeping.
    “No, little one,” Logan said with a sad smile. “I’m talking about the smell. He poured something on the mattress.”
    “Oh.” She felt her face heat. She was reduced to single syllable answers, and she sure didn’t like it. She shook her head, trying to imagine what Greg could possibly have poured over her bed to make it smell. Unfortunately, she got a whiff of the bedroom by the time she stepped into the hallway. “Dog shit?” she asked in a voice quivering with anger. Hell, it wasn’t just feces she could smell. There was the rank smell of stale urine as well.
    “Darlin’, I think we need to report this to the police.”
    She nodded in agreement. Hell, the police probably wouldn’t be able to do anything, but at least the incident would be recorded. “Could we cover the front door so the neighbors don’t get an eyeful?”
    “Absolutely,” Jace said as he moved to hold her in his arms.

    * * * *

    Hours later, Jace was on the verge of grinding his teeth to dust. The police had been sympathetic but, without any witnesses to prove Greg Michaels had been there, unable to do more than document the damage.
    Logan had practically dragged Emma away once the police left. She’d protested, but in the end, she seemed willing to grab some breakfast with Logan. Jace planned to get things organized here and hopefully join them. Although, with the stench from the bedroom firmly stuck in his nostrils, he wasn’t certain he’d ever want to eat again.
    He’d called in a favor from some of his construction buddies, so they’d at least been able to haul away everything that had been damaged, including the ruined bed and carpet underneath. The room still stank a bit, but the rest appeared to be salvageable. He planned to have Emma stay with him at least for a while, but she struck him as stubborn enough to want to come back here eventually.
    “Hey, Mitch, do you have a business card for the security company we used last month?”
    “Sure,” Mitch said and headed out to his truck to retrieve the information. Jace wanted to call and make arrangements to have a state-of-the-art alarm and surveillance system installed immediately, but a part of him realized that Emma would want to be the one to make that decision.
    He just hoped she saw things his way, because there was no way in hell the woman was coming back here without some protection—electronic, human, or otherwise.

    * * * *

    Emma tried to still the shaking in her fingers. Now that the anger was starting to wear off, the fear was setting in. Fortunately, she hated being afraid, so that at least kept the anger simmering.
    Of course, it helped that Logan had seated her at the far end of the booth, and was currently caressing her thigh with his warm hand.
    “So…um…you’re a Navy SEAL.” Okay, as a conversation starter, it was pretty lame, but the last twelve hours had been very weird.
    “For the moment,” Logan said absently.
    “Oh.” Emma stilled for a moment, wondering if he was going to elaborate. When he didn’t, she fidgeted in the seat for a little while and then asked, “Jace is a construction worker?”
    “I think Jace is an engineer.”
    “You think?”
    Logan looked at her with an apologetic smile on his face. “Sorry, little one, I’m kind of distracted at the moment.”
    “Anything I can help you with?” She wasn’t sure why she made the offer. She barely knew this man, and considering where they met, helping him might entail something she wasn’t quite ready for, like a blow job or something. Except that, judging by the warmth that simmered low in her belly, maybe she was more ready than she realized.
    Logan’s hand moved a little higher on her thigh—almost as if he were having the same thoughts—but he shook his head slowly.
    “Last night was the first time I’ve seen Jace in about three years. When I knew him, he was still studying.” That was surprising. Considering how well the two men