Worshipped (Worshipped Series Book 1) (14 page)

Well hell, now what do I do? I give in and tell him to take a seat on the couch. I make sure to sit as far away as I can. I want to show him I can be an adult about this. “You said you wanted to talk, what is so important?’’ I ask.

Robert doesn’t seem as composed and put together as I remember. He moves around a lot and he keeps pulling at his tie. I wait impatiently for him to begin. Whatever he needs to tell me makes him nervous.

Finally, he starts talking. “Riley, I’ve uh….well I’ve thought a lot about you and what I did to you for the past few years. I know I don’t have any right to be here or to ask you for your forgiveness, but I just wanted you to know that I am truly sorry for everything I did to you. I’ve been seeing a counselor and he said I needed to come and tell you how sorry I am, so we both can move on and forgive the past.”

Un-fucking-believable! I just stare at him, like the asshole he is. I’m sure he knows he should’ve ignored his counselor’s advice by the look on my face.

As calmly as I can, I tell him how I feel. “You’re sorry? Somehow I can’t see that. You beat me and raped me for years. I’m not sure what your true reason of being here is, but I will never, ever forgive you for what you did to me. You do not deserve my forgiveness. I did not deserve anything you did to me, and for you to come here now after all this time, is ridiculous. I think you should leave.”

I get up and head to the door. I open it as Robert gets up. “Riley…” he tries again, but I just put my hand up and shake my head. I don’t want to hear anymore. As he is walking out the door, Conner passes by. Robert stops then and turns to me and says, “It was your other boy toy that did this to me. And you will be hearing from my lawyer.” With that, he leaves.

I don’t know what to say or do at this point. I decide I can’t work having Robert on the brain. I call Sharon into my office, ignoring Conner’s concerned looks. “Sharon, I’m going home for the day. I won’t be here tomorrow either. If you need me please call me at home.”

Sharon nods her head and as I pack up for the day, I tell her to remind me to give her a raise. Hell, she deserves a huge bonus too. I turn to Conner telling him, “Call Isaac. If he isn’t home when we get there, he shouldn’t come back at all.”

I’ll admit, I was never the type of person to get easily frustrated, but I was beyond that. Conner nods and gets out his phone.

We walk to the car while Conner talks to Isaac. I’m not sure if he told Isaac what happened; I was on autopilot. I wanted to drive to keep my mind busy. I didn’t want to take my anger and frustration out on Conner. I’m about 100% sure Conner knew this whole time about Isaac. And I don’t know if I can handle being manipulated more than I already have been. The drive home doesn’t take long at all. Considering, I was driving like a mad woman.

Isaac is home when we arrive. Well, at least he took my threat seriously. I walk in, tossing my purse on the counter. I head straight to the fridge, getting myself a glass of wine. I pour it to the brim and gulp it down within seconds. I think Isaac and Conner are afraid to say anything. They both just watch me. I sit my glass down, keeping the wine out just in case I needed a refill.

“I’m only going to ask one time, if you lie to me I’m done. Conner, did you know? Did you know Isaac planned this?” I start with Conner first because I have more to say to Isaac.

Conner drops his head, almost in defeat, and answers, “I knew. I didn’t agree, but I knew I couldn’t change his mind.” Well, score one for Conner for not lying to me. I tell Conner to give Isaac and me some privacy. I am sure he doesn’t want to watch Isaac get his ass chewed out. I am right about the wine. I have one more glass while I debate on what to say.

Before I ask anything, Isaac tries to explain. “I know I shouldn’t have beaten that bastard’s face in, but I couldn’t stop myself. After you told me what he did, I just couldn’t let it go. I’m sorry for lying and not being home with you. Just know I did this for you, and because he needed to feel how he made you feel all those years.”

I sigh, knowing he is right and I do accept his apology, but that isn’t the reason I’m mad. “Isaac, I am not mad because you kicked his ass. I am mad because you lied to me. You went looking for trouble. Robert is a big time lawyer and what if you go back to prison for assault? Did you think about that? How will Conner and I get through this shit with Dominic if you have to go back to prison? Not only that but you didn’t think about yourself. What if Robert turned the tables on you and you were hurt? Look at your hands, they are still bruised from your fight. Did you break it?”

Isaac doesn’t say a word after my rant. I walk over to him and take a look at his hand. He has cuts and bruises all over them. I don’t want this. I told them about Robert to be honest, not to go off and play hero.

I understand why Isaac felt he had to do this for me. But he needed to understand he couldn’t do this every time I was hurt by someone. Violence is never the easy way. Yeah, you feel good afterwards, but the outcome isn’t as good.

“I’m sorry, Riley. I shouldn’t have gone off like I did. I promise I won’t do that again without telling you. Robert won’t be pressing any charges. He didn’t see my face, he might suspect it was me, but he doesn’t have any proof. I made sure I wouldn’t get caught. I could never just leave you like that. I couldn’t live with myself knowing how he treated you and that sick bastard not getting what he had coming.”

Isaac lifts my chin, willing me to look at him. I do, seeing how sorry he truly is. I lay my head on his chest, needing his comfort. He sighs deeply, hopefully letting this shit with Robert go. I suddenly need Isaac. I missed him deeply, and now that he is here and we got all the bullshit over with, I notice my need growing. Maybe it has been there, but now, it is turning into a burning need.

I step away from him, taking his hand and I lead him toward the bedroom. I spot Conner outside by the pool, deciding this time I just need Isaac. Of course Isaac picked up on what we were doing. He pulls me to him, crashing his lips to mine, devouring me. I love kissing Isaac.

I moan when he pushes his tongue deep into my mouth, almost as if he can’t get enough of me. He picks me up, putting my legs around his waist. He backs me into the wall in the hallway. We are literally two feet from my bed, but Isaac is desperate for me. I am so on board with that plan. He only breaks our kiss to undress me and himself. He doesn’t even bother taking his pants off. He slides them down just enough to pull out his huge, thick cock. When he rips my panties off, I thought I would come right on the spot. Isaac leaves my mouth, going down my neck leaving stings of his bites.

With his skillful hands, he caresses my breasts, putting my peaked nipples in this mouth. I feel his hands travel down, lower, until he reaches the core of me, rubbing my clit.

“God, Riley, you’re so fucking wet for me. You want to come, don’t you, baby?” I moan loudly, I am so close and we haven’t even started. Isaac kisses me again while inserting two fingers inside me. Using his thumb, he rubs my oversensitive clit, bringing me closer and closer to bliss.

I am almost there when he stops. He grabs my hair, forcing me to look at him. “Look at me, Riley,” he demands of me. I willingly comply, loving this connection we have. Then with one quick stroke, he enters me, stretching me to the limit. I welcome the fullness and pain. I moan uncontrollably, loving his hard thrusts. I keep my hands around his neck, never leaving his eyes. He slowly fucks me, going deeper and deeper with each stoke.

When the first wave of my orgasm hits, I’m taken by surprise. I didn’t even feel how close I was. Isaac continues to pump in and out of me, letting me ride out the rest of my unbelievable orgasm. Isaac’s thrusting becomes faster and harder than before. He is getting close, and I can tell he wants me to come again with him. He reaches to my little bundle of nerves and starts rubbing. Within a few minutes, I feel him come inside me, sending me into another orgasm.

We both breathe heavily when Isaac slides out of me. I wince at the sudden loss of him. He takes me into the bathroom where he takes his time washing every inch of my body and hair. Once we are squeaky clean, we towel off, and are off to find Conner.

He is just getting off the phone. “There y’all two are. I ordered us pizza for the night, hope that’s okay with you two.” I giggle and give him a peck on the lips.

“Pizza is perfect. Thank you.” We spend the rest of our night on the couch once again, watching movies.

Right before bed, I go outside to grab my papers I need for work. I’m not going to the bakery, but I do want to do a little of work at home tomorrow. I am shutting the door to the SUV when I see a figure of a man move. My heart sinks in my stomach and I try not to panic. The man moves from behind a tree. I’m not sure if he is moving closer towards me, or is he leaving? I get my answer when Isaac opens the door wondering what is taking me so long. I run to Isaac, terrified, when we both see the man run to his black van and speed off.

“You saw that, didn’t you?” I ask Isaac. Please tell me I’m not going crazy.

“I saw. Did you see who it was?”

I shake my head. “It was too dark to make out anything other than he was a he. Isaac, I think we should call the police, maybe they will start sending patrols out this way. At least maybe that will keep whoever that was away,” I plead with him. Isaac agrees and we head back inside. I triple checked all the locks on the doors and windows while Isaac fills Conner in and calls the police.

There is no doubt in my mind that we all just experienced a taste of what Dominic had in store for us. I’m paranoid now, thinking I shouldn’t leave my house. What is the man looking for? Would he try it again, or next time would he try to break in the house? I even consider packing a bag and going to a hotel. Isaac tells the police what happened and they don’t think it is a good idea to leave. They are supposed to start patrolling the neighborhood. I don’t go to bed until I see the squad car pass by. Twice.

The next day I am a bundle of nerves. I hope whoever the mystery man is doesn’t come back. Isaac stays home with Conner and me. I feel safer knowing both of them are here. I don’t get any work done; my mind just would not stop thinking about the night before. Am I overreacting? Probably just a little, but I can’t help it.

Karen calls me a few times about going to Jake’s, but I ignore her calls. I don’t think I should go anywhere. I am pacing back and forth when Conner makes me stop. “You have got to calm down. We are all okay, nothing happened. The police are watching for anything suspicious. Call Karen back and tell her we will meet her at Jake’s. You need a distraction from this, or you will drive yourself crazy.” He does have a point I guess. God, would this nightmare ever end?

I do as I’m told and I call Karen. We decide to meet around seven, have a few drinks then come back to my house. I stress the “few” to her. I do need the distraction, but I don’t want to be out longer than I have to.

A few hours later I am ready to go. I have a green halter dress on, with my favorite black flats. Isaac is wonderful. He thought ahead and had his limo come to pick us up. I am grateful for that. I didn’t think taking a taxi would be wise. Conner and Isaac sit on either side of me while we make our way to see Karen.

When we arrive at Jake’s, the first thing I see are the flames consuming the bar. We get out in a hurry hoping no one is still inside. My first thought is Karen. I have to find her! Isaac and Conner are hot on my ass, following me through the crowd of people. I yell for her over and over. I was beginning to think she was hurt, or worse still inside, when I see her. I instantly smile thanking God she is okay. She stands with Josh, talking with the police and fire department. The fire department tries their best to keep the flames in check, but there is no stopping it. Jake’s Bar would burn to the ground.

Karen sees me once she finished talking to the police and fire department. She gives me a tight hug, her way of thanking God I am okay. Isaac and Conner are still beside me, but they aren’t watching me. They are scanning the crowd, no doubt looking for anyone who shouldn’t be there. I turn back to Karen and ask, “Do you know what happened?”

“No. We got here twenty minutes before you, and the bar was already on fire. If we had gotten here early like we planned, we could’ve been inside when it started.” Karen is shaking now. This scared the shit out of her. I know how she feels. Something you can’t control, that could possibly hurt or worse, kill you, is absolutely terrifying.

I put my arm around her, letting her know I am here and she is all right. Josh stands beside her, concern in his eyes. I had to hand it to him; he seems to really care about my dear friend. I am happy she finally found someone. I am surprised to see Cammie there as well. She is standing off within the crowd, with another woman.

Well that is a change. I give her a friendly wave and turn back to the burning bar. I watch the flames as they flicker and burn brighter by the second, when I notice a man standing off to the side. He is away from the crowd, almost as if he is watching his hard work being paid off. I squint my eyes, straining them to focus on his face. He seems so familiar. I grab Isaac and Conner at the same time when it comes to me.

It was Lance, my cab driver. I watch as he got into the same black van that I saw at my house last night.