Brock: A Bad Boy Romance (126 page)

“I figure that it’s best that we approach from a distance. That way, we can verify that there are no sudden surprises. By your own admission, you said that the horsemen will know about your stash and they will most likely come here to make sure that you don’t have a pot to piss in.” He wasn’t the only one that was touching. Her hand was rubbing a certain part of his anatomy. She could feel the length and strength of it. It was obvious that the excitement and the adrenaline rush of the moment had caused his stiffened condition.

“I’m not saying that doesn’t feel good. What I am saying is that you don’t have to do this. I would rather that we stay in the moment and not feel this need to jump each other’s bones. I want to treat this like any other mission. I’m going to ask you to take a walk into the suburban community. Make it look like you are out for a casual stroll. Look for anything out of the ordinary. You’ll know it when you see it. You may not think so, but I’ve been in enough situations to understand how the human mind works.” He handed her a pair of headphones that were locked onto a frequency of his choosing. “I will be with you and you can trust that if anything goes wrong that I will be there.”

“I think that I can handle this. If I can handle those businessmen and privileged princes, then I can handle a short jog into a relatively normal setting. You don’t have to worry about me.” She said those last words and then felt his tongue stabbing into her mouth. She looked at him alarmed, but the feeling of that kiss was igniting those nerve endings. It caused her to feel a sort of calm come over her. She pulled away and looked at him with a grin of satisfaction. “You did that on purpose to make me feel more comfortable about doing something that is out of my element.”
“He’s very good at this type of thing. I’ve watched him from the moment that I met him and I’ve learned certain little things that make the most difference. He doesn’t allow those emotions to choke him. He pushes them down. I need to do the same thing and become something of a chameleon
.” She reached into her coat pocket and pulled her dark hair back in a ponytail. It was jet black and not the same color that most men craved to see her in.

Jordan gave her a pair of glasses with no prescription. These were meant to give the illusion of someone that needed glasses to see. By the time that she got out of the car, she looked like any other would be jogger that had not yet committed to going all the way. A pair of jeans and that shirt tied at her navel was the perfect way to give the guys a cheap thrill and make the girls’ think of her as a rival.

“I know that you can hear me and you probably don’t need it, but I’m going to wish you luck anyway. You will be perfectly fine and I want you to forget about the woman that you were. Find that survivor and tell her that it’s time to put up or shut up.” Jordan had a pair of binoculars and was surveying the area, but so far he didn’t see anything that would give him a moment of pause. Every thing seemed perfectly normal, but maybe that was what was bothering him. “I do have to remind you not to make eye contact with anyone. You can be friendly and smile, but don’t do anything to attract too much attention. Those that live in the area will know almost immediately that you don’t belong, but you need to make them think that you do belong.” Jordan had no idea if he was making sense or if he was just talking to hear himself speak.

“I’ve got this. You need to pull back on the reins a little. Give me room to breathe and you’ll be surprised by what I can accomplish if given the chance.”
“I see everything that he sees, but to me it seems almost too perfect. There’s a post man talking to an elderly lady and there’s a young mother of two playing in the yard with her kids, not to mention the many other factors that make up what suburban living is all about. I

see flowers being delivered and packages from UPS coming to the doorsteps, but what I don’t see is what I should see.”
Lila didn’t see any signs of a uniform presence. There were no police officers or the prerequisite plumber truck that was here to make a service call. If that didn’t raise the hairs on the back of her neck, then all the curtains drawn in the house across from the target house pretty much told that the horsemen had already arrived and had taken up their positions.

She bent down to tie her shoe and she saw out of her peripheral vision the curtain of the house across from the one that held the arsenal had moved. It was only a little, but it was still enough to let her know that they had a way of seeing the house from every angle.

Jordan had gotten out and moved cautiously through the woods. He did not stay on the main road. He needed to skirt the possibility of being detected. He used the shadow of the trees and then lay flat on the lawn and crawled on his belly like a snake in the grass.

“Jordan, you’re going to have to be very careful. They are watching and they’re waiting. I think that one of them might be the post office worker. I see the look of confusion on the old woman’s face like she can’t believe that this man was delivering her mail. She’s giving him a hard time and he’s showing remarkable restraint.”
I have to do something to get their attention. I’m going to have to flaunt what my mama gave me. I don’t think even trained killers will be able to stop themselves from looking at me. I just need the right forum and I believe that man with the hose is my ticket.”
She bounced up to the baldheaded tattooed young man washing his escalade.

She stretched and pushed out her chest, making one of the buttons pop free and give off a healthy amount of cleavage. She made this moaning sound while pushing on the small of her back. She was not surprised to hear the audible gasp of excitement followed by the hose directed right at her.

“What the fuck…do I look like I’m auditioning for a wet tee shirt contest?” Lila could’ve easily moved and prevented him from soaking her to the skin, but that was part of the game. “You can turn that off any time. I think that I might be looking at some kind of pervert that preys on innocent young women like myself to get their jollies.” “
I was standing in profile, turning and wiping myself down with my hands. I wasn’t wearing a bra and that shirt was almost see through with the water now penetrating into the fabric. I could easily see my nipples. I thrust out my chest in defiance.”

“I’m… I’m…I’m sorry. I guess I wasn’t watching what I was doing.” The man had the day off and decided to do some chores around the house. He certainly wasn’t expecting to find this buxom young thing parading herself down the sidewalk. He didn’t mean to turn the hose on her, but she had literally taken his concentration away from what he was doing. He wasn’t the only one and even the three horsemen had decided that they could take a break from what they were doing.

“You men are all alike. You think that that we dress this way to get some kind of attention. Have you ever thought that maybe we just like feeling good and it’s not all about the man’s needs” She had raised her voice and that brought several other women out of their house to confront the man that was ogling her chest without even trying to hide it. “I would tell you that my eyes are up here, but I don’t think that you are going to give a damn.” Lila made sure to make quite the scene. It was possible that the horsemen would recognize her, but it was something that she felt she had to do.

Jordan heard what was going on and decided to give her enough rope. She was good at improvising. She probably didn’t know that she was going to shoot Dylan, until it actually happened. It was her unpredictability that made her care for her. He was in love, but he wasn’t about to say it out loud. He wanted no part of that kind of danger. His heart needed to be closed off, but she was breaking down those walls. She was chipping away bit by bit and he didn’t even realize it.

“I don’t know why you are getting hot under the collar. I didn’t mean anything by what I did. You caught me by surprise and I made a mistake. I apologized. I don’t know what else you want from me.” Billy didn’t like this kind of ambush. He had always been progressive. He opened doors and made sure that his wife wanted for nothing.

Chapter 3

Jordan knew what was going on and he was slightly impressed by Lila’s ability to improvise on the fly. He could almost imagine them working together, but she didn’t seem the type that would want to get blood on her hands. He had thought that one time when they first met, but he was beginning to see that she was able to adjust to just about anything. He didn’t know that she was going to take that kind of approach with Dylan. Deep down, he thought that she would kill him, but instead she maimed him in a way that would be remembered throughout history.

He got over to where the stairs led to the balcony and the balcony door of the house. He bypassed that altogether and went to the basement door underneath the balcony. He decided to see how predictable this family could be. He searched around for anything that would indicate a secret key. He found what appeared to be a rock, but it wasn't a rock. He smiled to himself, as he opened up the hidden compartment and found the key. He was not going to have to break out his lock picking skills, although he knew that he could probably make short work of that lock within minutes or even seconds for that matter.

He heard Lila in his ear. “I don’t know what it is about you men that think that you can objectify the women in your life. I look around at these women nodding their head and I can only assume by their reaction that it’s not the first time that they have felt this way in their lives. It may have not come from you, but others think because we dress provocatively that we want that kind of attention.” He could tell that she was really getting into the role of someone that felt like she was being made into a piece of meat.

“I don’t have to stand here and take this anymore. I’ve been more than accommodating. I do what I can to make women into the equal partner that I want them to be. My wife could attest to that, but she is working. I stay home with our child, when I could easily go to some high powered profession. This is what compromise looks like. I’m through trying to explain myself. You all should go back to your homes and there’s really nothing more that you can see here.”

Lila was only trying to buy time and the best way to do that was to make sure that everybody’s attention was on her. They could sympathize, because they knew how it felt to be seen, as only a sexual object. She was banking on that. “
I don’t know how long Jordan is going to need, but I think that I’ve run out of time. Most men would want to stay and fight a little longer, but this guy knows a losing battle when he sees one. Besides, I know that the horsemen are probably watching and I would rather not give them time to identify me with facial recognition or some other software that they might have in their possession.
”

Jordan could read between the lines and he felt a certain respect for the woman that knew how to survive. She wasn’t about to back down and that strength made him think that there could be more here than just a one night stand. He wasn’t sure how he could say that, because he had never been involved in anything that was even remotely a long-term relationship. That was in the past and he used to be the life of the party back in his college days, but a few things in his life happened that changed his perspective dramatically. It was like there was this empty space that somehow Lila was able to fill with her smile and the way that she moved against him in the throes of passion.

He was having a hard time thinking about anything else. That was the reason why he didn’t notice that he wasn’t alone.

He walked through the house using the streaming sun through the windows, as the only way to illuminate his way. He didn’t want to take the chance of putting on any light in case a neighbor was nosy and wanted to investigate. They probably had what most people would call a neighborhood watch, but it was usually those ones that were left behind in the middle of the day. They were the ones that had their eyes and ears open for anything unusual.

She was still burning in his mind. He could remember almost everything about her down to the smallest detail. He didn’t want to feel this way, but his heart was telling him something that he didn’t want to admit to himself. He was trying to put all that on the back burner, but her face and the knowledge that she was carrying his child was very much weighing heavily on his mind.

Going into what constituted as a playroom, he went directly to the back wall. It seemed like it was made of brick, but he only had to find that special spot in between the crevices. He soon found the exact place that he wanted to find. It cracked open and there was this hiss of air that escaped from being sealed up for that long. He had to use a little bit more force than necessary to move the door further open to slip inside. As his feet touched down in the threshold, the light overhead automatically came on. He reached to extinguish it by turning the bulb and making sure that it was not revealed to anyone that might see it outside.

He could easily see everything that was inside. He was kind of shocked that it was still here after all this time. The weapons were one thing, but it was the passports and the cachet of money that was the most important to him. It would allow him and his beloved to find some tropical getaway and live out the rest of their lives with the waves crashing up against the shore.

“I have what we need, Lila. I should be out momentarily. I’m grateful for the distraction, but it might be a good idea for you to get out of dodge while the getting is good. The horsemen can only be fooled for so long. It’s not going take them very long to figure out that you’re the one that they have been looking for. Your disguise might keep them at bay for a moment, but then their suspicion is going to rise.” He waited for an answer, but there was nothing forthcoming. He wondered if maybe she was caught and that talking was not an option. He cringed to think that he could lose the only family that mattered to him.

“If you’re worried about me, then you don’t have to be. I knew that I was pushing my luck. I decided to mingle with the other girls for a moment to make it look like that I was part of the crowd. I even followed one over to her house and then I slipped around the side and out of sight of anybody that might be watching.” She had heard his voice, but she could not say anything without one of the girls becoming suspicious. She had overstayed her welcome and it was time to leave before she was found out. “
I think he’s starting to realize that I can take care of myself. I’ve always known that deep down I was a fighter and that I would crawl and scratch to protect myself and those that I cared about. I have something else now that demands my protection and I plan to lay down my life for the child that I’m carrying.”

The sex was good, but the talk was cheap. She wanted to take away all those memories that made her feel that she had to leave home early on in her development. She had everything except for the one thing that she craved for most of all. She was looking for that comfort and that love that came from a family that knew that blood was thicker than water. She may have looked expensive on the outside, but she felt