Wordless by Sabrina Stark

Author:Sabrina Stark [Stark, Sabrina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mellow Moon
Published: 2019-11-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 40

Jack

Show her?

Not a good idea. This conversation had gone too far already.

It was becoming a habit, and not a good one. When it came to Becka, I said too much. I did too much. I thought too much.

Shit. I looked too much.

The truth was, I'd seen those photos more times than were decent, considering that I'd acquired them for her benefit, not mine. The first time I'd looked, it had been for a good reason – to buy the images and make sure they didn't get out in public.

But looking a second time? Or a third? In private? It was something only a cad would do.

But it hadn't started out that way.

In the passenger's seat, she said, "I'm serious. I want to see them."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I want to know how bad they are."

"Don't worry. They're not."

"But that can't be true," she protested. "You wouldn't have bought them if they were just fine."

They were fine, all right – too fine for the public to see, even if Becka was too reckless for her own good.

But that was part of the appeal. I'd been buttoned up so tightly for so long that her exuberance was like a magnet to my soul – making me feel things I hadn't in a long while.

When I made no reply, she said, "I deserve to see them." In her seat, she turned to face me. "In fact, I want to buy them off you. I'll just pay what you paid."

She couldn’t afford it. And, I wasn't about to give them up – not because I'd looked one time too many, but because that would defeat the purpose of my storing them in the first place.

"You can't," I said.

"But why not?"

"I already told you. If they get out, I'll need to pay someone a visit."

"Honestly, you don't need to do that."

That's what she thought. "Hell if I don't."

"But even if that happened," she said, "you wouldn't need the pictures, would you?"

She was missing the point. "I would if wanted to match the picture with the taker."

"You know what I think?"

"What?"

"I think you don't want to give them up."

She was right. I didn't. But this wasn't exactly news. "I know. I told you as much."

"And honestly, I think you like looking at them."

It was an accusation – and true, which made me feel like a giant shit-heel. But already, I'd promised myself that I wouldn't be looking again – not unless someone welched on the deal.

And in that case, she'd have bigger problems than me refusing to hand over the files.

When I didn't deny it, she said, "What are you doing with them, anyway?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, do you pull them out and laugh?"

I didn't get it. "Why would I laugh?"

"Why does anyone laugh?" she said. "Because they're funny."

My jaw clenched. They weren't funny to me. "That's what you think?"

"Well, that must be it," she said. "Or you'd put them on a memory stick or something and let me hold onto them."

Some might agree with her logic.

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