“Baby,” I grab her attention so I don’t scare her.
“Hey, is everything okay? I figured you’d be in here with me way before now.” I hand her the glass of wine, then strip out of my clothes. If I’m going to break this news to her, I’m going to do it fucking holding her.
“Nope, but it will be.” Cam sees me start to step in, and she leans forward as I sit down. Baths aren’t my thing, but when she asked me to soak in the tub while I was staying at the penthouse with her, I did.
“I’m not sure I can take more bad news,” she grumbles. I bring her back to my chest and settle my hands on her stomach. She places hers on top of mine, and I tell her what Slade and I found out.
“Slade was able to hack into the security cameras and figure out who trashed the hotel room.” Cam isn’t shocked in the least. She knows about my past and everything I do to protect myself, even when it included running a background check on her. She was pissed at first, but then realized why I did it. She even read through the lines when I said it was to protect myself; my woman is no dummy.
“Hmm,” she hums, so I keep going.
“Seems Mary Smith is also known as Mary Jenkins, also known as Mary Clark, also known as… You get the point. She has quite the rap sheet, much in the same way with what’s been happening to you. Slade is calling Sheriff Mac as we speak, so he may be over in the next hour to get your statement. I need you to think over everything that’s happened while you were working at the hotel,” I tell her.
“Jesus,” she breathes out. “You mean to tell me she more than likely gave me the nastiest rooms to clean, slashed my tires, ripped my house to shreds, and was able to pin the penthouse on me without it coming up in any database except yours?”
“Yep, I told you. I’m the best of the best.”
“No kidding. Maybe the cops should be working for you. At least, this way, more cases would be solved,” she replies. Her body isn’t stiff like I thought it would be, and tears aren’t streaming down her face. Instead, she sinks into me and says. “Thank you, Easton. You’ve been protecting me all along. I’m not sure I could have handled this without you.”
“Having you here with me is thanks enough. I hate to call our time together short, but if I know Slade, he’s already screaming at Mac to get his ass here and soon. I fucking hate that you’re about to be questioned out the ass like a criminal, but I’ll be there the entire time. Slade will be on speakerphone, too. I want his ears in case I miss anything,” I grunt.
Cam and I get out, and I rake my eyes down her body. Her nipples are hard, and her body is relaxed and open for me. I’m cursing Mary fucking Smith right now. I could be inside Cam right now, up against the bathroom vanity. My cock is already hard. Her eyes travel the length of my body.
“I’ll take care of this for you,” she offers.
“Later. We’ll take care of each other.” I know Cam will need that more than anything. We head downstairs after we’re dressed, preparing for everything to come.
Cam just sits with another glass of wine when the doorbell rings. I get up and make my way to let Sheriff Mac in.
“Hey, Reid. Hate like hell that I’m barging in on a Sunday, but Slade gave me the details. I need to know everything.” He takes his hat off before entering.
“Yeah, me too. This way, though, it’ll get solved and put to rest.” I show him to the living room where Cam is seated. He takes a seat in the chair, and I sit beside Cam for the longest afternoon of our life.
She tells him everything that happened while she worked under Mary, and I’m taken aback by how many nasty rooms she’s had to clean. The other housekeepers didn’t get rooms like that on their own. It seems Mary has had it out for Cam the whole time. This is her MO, so to speak.
When we’re done, I escort the sheriff to the door, and he tells me, “I’ll be on my way to the hotel now. I can keep you posted, but until she’s booked in the county jail, nothing will be solid. Even then, it could take a year before she’s up in front of a judge to actually be convicted.” He shakes my hand then leaves.
I shake my head in disgust at that thought, then I head back to my woman, knowing she needs me now more than ever.