The Chase
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“I’ll keep you posted on the time.” Heavenly pulled out a pen and a scrap of paper before jotting down the address. When she handed it to Pike, his brows shot up. “Is this near Figueroa and MLK?”
Heavenly nodded.
“Damn, sunshine.” The look he shot her was full of sympathy. “That part of town is no joke. I’m glad you got out.”
Pike was definitely a puzzle. He’d once again shown her his benevolent side, like he had at the funeral home.
“If it weren’t for Beck and Seth…” Heavenly didn’t finish. She didn’t even want to think about where she’d be right now otherwise.
As if sensing her disquiet, Pike sent her a reassuring smile. “I bust their balls a lot, but they’re all right. I know one thing for sure: They’ll keep you safe and happy or die trying.”
“The dying part is what I’m trying to avoid.” She sighed.
Pike nodded. “Same. So if they ever find out about our little meeting today, I’m pleading the Fifth. I don’t want to end up like your landlord or six feet under.”
She didn’t want to think about what they’d do if they ever found out. Would they really leave her? “Of course.”
He dragged his phone from his pocket. “What’s your number? I’ll text you. Then you can hit me back when you set up a time with the rental company.”
“I, um…I left my cell at Beck’s house, but here’s my number.” Heavenly recited it.
“On purpose?” When she squirmed in answer, he raised that pierced brow again. “I get it. You’re hooked up with a PI who’s probably tracking your phone.”
“Yes.”
“You’d better watch that. He’ll probably use his dick to plant a homing device up your ass…if he hasn’t already.”
Heavenly felt her face catch fire. She wasn’t going to dignify that with a response. Besides, she got the feeling that was his version of teasing. “I should get going. Thank you again for helping me. I appreciate it.”
They stood, and Pike plucked his beer off the table before starting for the patio door. “Just keep your end of the bargain and convince my girl that I’m the only one who will keep her safe and happy or die trying, ’kay?”
“I’ll do my best.”