“Holy shit.”
“That’s not all. It’s hot in the sun, let’s sit in the shade while I tell you this part.”
If it was her serenading the bar with her arse, I was immune to that part of the story from her by now. I’d had to listen to her crying drunkenly for over two hours that night about how she’d orgasmed and farted on some poor bugger. I still couldn’t relax when I came because of it. And why, why would anyone tell that story to a bunch of people you didn’t know? I still couldn’t get my head around it.
As he led me inside the house, he grabbed the bottle of water off the table, smiling over his shoulder. “Any excuse to get you to drink, right?”
Shooting him a grin, I thought back over his earlier words and realized I didn’t care if he was a liquid pusher. I’d drawn the boundary lines for him, and the rest I’d give him gladly.
Once he made sure I was comfortable on the couch, even going as far as to shove another cushion behind my back, I took a mouthful of water and held my hand up. “One second. Before you tell me what you’ve got to say, I just want to say something to you. Thank you for caring so much about our baby and me. It’s not necessary for you to be so worried because if I don’t feel well, I’ll let you know, but you’re an amazing man, Elijah. In fact, you’re as rare as you are beautiful, which is an insane amount.”
Sitting beside me, he pulled me into his side and tipped my chin up with his finger. “That’s my line, my pixie.”
I loved, loved, loved it when he called me ‘my pixie.’
“It’s funny, you know. I’d have to get up on my knees right now to be able to reach your mouth to kiss you, and I’m fairly certain you’re going to have curvature of the spine in a few years bending to kiss me. We really shouldn’t fit, but we totally do.”
Chuckling, he leaned down until his lips were almost touching mine. “You want to do the honors?”
I did, so I absolutely did. Pulling his head down to close the tiny gap, I didn’t go gently. I kissed the hell out of him until he pulled away, panting.
“My Elijah.”
Giving me one last soft kiss, he murmured against my lips, “My pixie.”
It was such a beautiful moment that I almost forgot he had more to tell me about his phone call with his cousin.
“Baby, while she was talking, she let slip about how Shonelle had been ranting a couple of months ago about the night we left together. She’d put something in my drink, thinking it would make me go home with her, but I insisted on going to the room I had at the motel we were all staying at for Christmas. When she got me there, she stripped off, but by the time she was done, I was out cold, and she couldn’t wake me up.”
“She drugged you?” I asked, horrified.
Looking at me with concern, he nodded. Then he asked the weirdest question, making my head jerk back. “Are you okay?”
“Me?”
“Yeah, I know this is like what that fucker did to you—”
“Uh, no.” I got up and started pacing back and forth in front of the couch, the anger building. “He hit me with his fists because he’s a fucked up piece of shit. What that woman did to you could have killed you. What the fuck is wrong with people?”
“Pixie, it’s close to what happened, and if you hadn’t been here when I got the call, I wouldn’t have told you until we were sure everything was okay with you and the baby.”
“No,” I snapped. “Don’t treat me like I’m an invalid. Women have been having babies since we were the amoebas in dinosaur poop, so me puking every so often isn’t even an issue, just an inconvenience. What’s an issue is some woman putting a drug in someone’s drink so that she can shag them because she knows they’d more than likely say no if she asked outright. Is it so wrong to hear the word no? Is it?”
“No, baby, it’s not.”
“So what do people have against giving someone the option to choose freely if they want to have sex with them?”
Standing up, he came over and wrapped me up in his arms. “Calm down, Sadie. It’s not worth getting so upset over.”
“But what if she’d hurt you? Or if she hurts someone else?”
“Tate called Connor to let him know what Ramona had said, so he’s bringing her and some of Shonelle’s coven in for questioning. If he gets what he needs, then once they find her, I’ll press charges. I just need you to calm down.”