Upper Hand (Cedar Tree Book 5) by Freya Barker

Author:Freya Barker [Barker, Freya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-10-08T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

I don’t know how long I’ve been asleep, but I am starving.

Dusk is settling in outside the window and the house is quiet. Pulling on a discarded T-shirt from a pile of clothes on the side of the bed, I go in search of Clint, who apparently left the bed at some point, after bringing me to orgasm not once but twice. First with his incredibly talented mouth, and the second time when he fucked me sweetly before tucking me to his side. I must’ve dozed off in my postcoital daze, because I can’t remember a damn thing after that.

The living room and kitchen are cast in shadows and there’s no sign of him anywhere. Where the hell is he? A quick peek out the front door shows me the rental car is still there, and I know Jed still has Clint’s truck.

A quick trip back to the bedroom to put on some proper clothes, and I’m out the door, toward the shed, figuring he’s probably in there. Odd. It’s dark in his workshop too. A little niggle of fear is starting to twist in my gut, and the hair on my neck is standing up. Now fully aware of the last of the light fading fast, I hurry back to the house, sneaking peeks over my shoulder. Whether it’s just paranoia or someone is really watching me, fear chases me into the house, and I rush to slam the door shut. I need the phone. Rushing into the kitchen, I snatch the portable off the counter and immediately dial Gus’s number, the first person I think of.

“Yeah?”

“Gus, it’s Beth. I fell asleep and when I woke up Clint was gone. I mean I can’t find him anywhere and the car’s still here.”

“Sit tight. I’m gonna call Mal. I’ll call right back.”

Before I even have a chance to respond he hangs up. I’m not liking this—not liking this at all. Suddenly, I need to know Max is all right, but I’m afraid to use the phone in case Gus calls back. So the next few minutes I simply stand there, panic sneaking through my body. I jump when the phone rings in my hand, almost dropping it.

“Gus?”

“I’m coming over now. Don’t answer the door to anyone.”

Suddenly feeling like eyes are on me, I slide down on the tile kitchen floor, my back wedged against the cupboards. I force myself to take deep breaths to try and slow down the loud pounding of my heart, when I pick up on a slight scraping noise. I still completely, not breathing until I hear it again. It’s coming from the back door, sounds like someone’s trying to get in. I frantically look around for a place to hide, but the only thing close enough is the laundry room, and that’s on the other side of the fridge. On hands and knees, trying to stay in the shadow of the cabinets, I slowly move in that direction until a loud shout from outside freezes me in my tracks.

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