Letting Go of You (Anchored Hearts #2) by J.M. Witt Read Free Book Online Page B

showed me the cut wires and I about lost my mind.  “This has gone too far.  I want security on her 24/7.”  He nodded and I made my way back to my truck.
    I buckled up and pulled out of the garage.  “Can you put some music on?  Anything will do.” 
    She was staring out her window as I turned the stereo on.  Latch by Disclosure & Sam Smith , a new song from the UK, started blaring through the speakers.  I pulled out onto the street and headed toward the hotel.  A few minutes later she asked where we were going.  I told her that I was taking her to the hotel.
    “That’s not necessary.”
    “Cassidy, don’t even attempt to argue with me on this one.  Someone just tried to kill you.  I’m not letting you out of my sight.”  She still hadn’t moved.  “Did he say anything to you, did you recognize him?”
    “I’m coming for you.”
    “What?”
    “He said, ‘I’m coming for you.’”
    “FUCK.”  I slammed my fist on the steering wheel and she barely flinched.  I began to wonder if she was still in shock.  “Cassidy, did he hurt you.” 
    She just shook her head mumbling, “I’m fine.”
    The fuck she was.  We pulled into the garage under the hotel and I parked the truck.  All my senses were on high alert as I walked her into the hotel.  When we made it to my penthouse she simply wandered up the stairs and I followed behind.  She excused herself to the bathroom and I waited for her while removing my clothes.  I was standing in a tank and underwear when I heard the water running and I went in after her. 
    She was sitting on the floor of the shower, naked, with her knees pulled to her chest.  I shed my remaining clothes and climbed in behind her.  She made room for me and I pulled her to me.  I stroked her body for several minutes as she sat completely silent.  When she broke her silence she began asking questions I didn’t want to answer.
    “Where were you last night?”
    “Out with friends.”
    “Is that what she is now, a friend?”
    “Cassidy…”
    “That’s not what it looked like to me.”
    “If she went home with someone, it wasn’t me.” 
    She stood up and walked out of the shower and I was close behind her.  She climbed into bed, naked and soaking wet, the way I liked her and seemingly went to sleep.  I didn’t even have a chance to explain that the picture was from Monday.  What did it matter?  That would probably just piss her off more.  I dried myself off and stared at her for several minutes, maybe hours, in my chair by the window. 
    I was in the desert with nothing but sun and sand in sight.  Smith popped into my vision and then Paul.  We were riding along on our usual patrol.  Before I knew it, we were back at base eating a meal.  My vision blurred, and then jumped as my body began spinning out of control.  When I came to a stop I was lying in a bed.  I took in my surroundings and realized that I was in a hospital.  My head was pounding and I reached up to find a bandage around my head.
    “Careful, don’t want to remove that.”
    I looked over to a nurse who was eyeing me carefully.  “Where am I, what happened?”
    “What’s the last thing you remember?”
    I couldn’t remember much.  Everything was scrambled around in my head.  “Diesel, I mean Paul and Smith…”
    “They’re here too.  You saved a lot of men.  You should get some rest.”
    I woke, shaking the memory from my brain, and was aware of her moaning in her sleep.  When my eyes focused on her, she was thrashing on the bed.  I leapt out of my chair and made my way to the bed, climbing in with her.  I was used to her having the occasional nightmare; this was a mild one compared to some of her others.
    “ Shhh, Blackbird.  You’re safe.”  Her body responded to mine without her even being aware.  She rolled toward me and wrapped her body around mine.  My dick sprung to life as her hands caressed my torso.  “Go to sleep.”  I caressed her back, but