Permanent Lines by Ashley Wilcox

Author:Ashley Wilcox [Wilcox, Ashley]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Ashley Wilcox
Published: 2013-01-12T10:00:00+00:00

Just as Miles said, there was a black Town Car with tinted windows waiting at the curb when we walked outside. Our heads naturally tilted down as we walked out in the daylight. For the first time in my life, I was afraid of the outside world. Inside, where no one could see us, seemed much safer and more comforting, at least as much as one could feel in our position.

As soon as the driver closed our door, I pulled Amelia to the middle of the backseat, removing the distance between us.

“We’re good,” I whispered before kissing the top of her head. “We’re good, baby.”

She nodded her head, but not confidently. I could tell she was anything but assured. Her smirk and tight grin gave her away—she was scared. Every movement we made, every corner we turned, she was in panic mode, not knowing or believing that she wasn’t being watched, that she was safe. The fucker had messed with her head so much that it was like she feared life away from him. I didn’t doubt, after hearing her stories, that he would harm her if he found us, but it wasn’t something I could even fathom thinking about. I needed my mind to stay positive and strong, though every time I saw her frown or noticed the fear in her eyes, my insides caved and I felt like anything but the tough guy I was trying to be.

With the morning traffic, cars and taxis everywhere, if took a bit to get downtown. The high rise we pulled up alongside wasn’t near the stature of Miles’ Times Square apartment, but was still way more glamorous than anything you’d ever catch me living in. Before the driver got out, he turned to speak.

“Mr. Blackwell’s living quarters are on the top floor. The elevator to the left is his and will bring you right up to where you need to be. The doorman and desk personnel are expecting you and will see that there are no troubles in getting you safely inside. I will have your bags delivered soon, as well.”

I nodded my head, appreciative, even though I wanted to chuckle … bags? We had none of those. Just one, actually. And that was it.

“Thank you,” I replied before taking Amelia’s hand and stepping onto the sidewalk. I really did owe Miles. In the six hours since I’d called him, he managed to have everything set up, keeping our safety at the forefront.

When the elevator doors opened, we were greeted by an older woman in a maid’s uniform who was holding two chilled glasses of water. As nice as it was, it was fucking weird too. I’d never had anyone waiting for me with a drink in hand, ready to wipe my ass if I needed. As much as I appreciated the gesture by Miles, it wasn’t gonna happen— this nice lady would be free from her duties while we stayed here. I didn’t like the idea of some stranger all up in my face, waiting with a beverage or a warm towel or whatever.

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