The bitch had made me feel like a fool.
Well, nobody laughs at me anymore.
Nobody.
15
Sophia
“No. Of course not. I actually think it’s cute.”
He relaxed.
Thank goodness.
The last thing I needed was for him to have one of his off-the-wall tantrums. It had been a couple of days since the last one, and they were scary. Something stupid would set Patrick off and he’d start throwing stuff, sometimes even screaming obscenities. The guy was crazier than I’d first imagined. He was like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
“Anyway, you should head out to work so you can get back here and we can celebrate,” I suggested, wanting him to get the hell out of the house so that I could mentally prepare for what was to come.
“Good idea.” He leaned over and kissed me again quickly. “Goodbye, my love.”
Trying not to show my revulsion, I forced another smile to my face. “See you soon.”
He turned to leave but I touched his shoulder. “Wait, did you ever get that small mirror I asked for?” I smiled shyly. “You know, so I can make sure my lady-bits are cleanly shaven.”
Patrick looked like he was about to climax right then and there, hearing me talk about lady-bits.
Creepo.
“Oh, yeah. I almost forgot all about it. I’ll go and grab it for you.”
“Thank you.”
He raced upstairs and returned shortly with a small, round mirror. “One size is even magnified, so you can really see what you’re doing.”
I took it from him. “Thank you.”
He grinned wickedly. “You sure you don’t want some help?”
Not even if Hell froze over.
I shuddered at the thought of him touching me intimately. I hated the bastard with every fiber of my being. Kissing him had taken so much effort on my part. All I’d thought about was how he’d murdered the man I loved and wanting to return the favor.
I took a step back. “I appreciate the offer but I want to be perfect when we’re together tonight.”
His eyes roved over my body. “You already are. But, I get it.”
I relaxed.
“Be careful with the razor,” he said, his eyes burning into mine.
“I told you before, I’m not suicidal.” It hadn’t taken much for Patrick to allow me a razor. When the hair on my legs started to grow, it had disgusted him. He hated bodily hair on women.
“I know. I just… be careful. I wouldn’t want you hurting yourself.”
“It’s a lady’s disposable razor. I’ll be fine.”
He smiled. “True. Have a good day, sweet Sophia.” He swore. “I forgot to make you a sandwich for later and I’m running late. No worries though, I’ll stop back here around noon and drop off something for you to eat.”
“Thank you.”
“Anything for you.” He turned to leave.
“Wait. Don’t forget to lock the door,” I said, thinking he was probably testing me again. At least once a week he’d “forget” to lock it. The first time I’d raced up the stairs, only to find him waiting for me. Now I knew better. Gaining his trust was everything right now. “Not that I’d try and leave. You were right, Patrick. We are meant to be together. I see that now.”
His face lit up with emotion. “I knew you’d come around.”
I slipped my hand through the bars, reaching out for his. “If you thought you loved me before, wait until tonight. I’m going to take your breath away.”
He placed my hand against his cheek and let out a soft groan. “I can’t wait.”
Nor could I.
16
Patrick
I returned around lunchtime with a sandwich from Subway. I was delighted to see that she had already started preparing herself for our evening together. I’d purchased a sexy red dress for her about a week ago, which cradled her like a glove. Her hair was up in a loose, sexy bun and she had on some of the makeup I’d also gotten her. She looked like a movie star.
I stared at her seductive, ruby-red lips and felt myself begin to stir again. “You look breathtaking, my dear.”
“Thank you.”
“So, how did your other preparations go? Everything turn out the way you wanted?” I asked, lowering my eyes to her hips. This morning I’d been so turned on, I’d had to relieve myself of the stiffy before taking off.
Her eyes sparkled. “Oh, yes. I think you’ll be pleased.”
I swallowed. If only it was the end of the day. I could hardly wait until our night together. Dessert might have to be served before the main course.
“I’m pleased with what I see already. You are ravishing.”
She lowered her lashes and smiled.
“Where is the razor?”
“In the bathroom.”
“Could you get it?”
Her smile was almost too wide. “Sure.”
As much as I wanted to trust her, I knew doing so could be deadly. Especially if we were going to intimate.
She brought me the razor and I put it into my pocket.
“So, are you hungry?”
Sophia nodded. “Yes.”
I handed her a Subway bag and a bottle of water. “There’s a cookie in there, too. Chocolate chip. I know how much you love your sweets.”
“You’re so kind. Thank you.”
“Anything for you.” I sighed and looked at my watch. “Well, I need to get back but I’ll get home as soon as my shift is over.”
“I’m looking forward to it.”
My eyes roved over her beautiful body again. Tonight, I would own every part of her. “Not as much as I am.”
She winked. “We’ll see.”
“Yes, we will. See you soon.” As I was about to turn away, something sparkly on the floor caught my eye. I frowned. “What’s that?” I pointed.
“What’s what?” she asked, looking confused.
“There. On the floor. Can’t you see that small shiny object?”
She walked over to where I’d pointed. “Sorry, Patrick. I don’t see anything.”
I opened up the cell and walked over. Bending down, I noticed that it was a tiny piece of glass. I picked it up and examined it.
“What is it?” she asked.
“It looks like part of that mirror. Did you drop it?”
