Page 35 of Obsessed Fox

"Yeah, sweetheart, because you said you would be in my bed every night. I can live with that until you're ready to make it our home."

Well, when he put it like that . . .

Hendrix chuckled. "Don't look so surprised. I can be reasonable when I want to be."

I rolled my eyes and pulled out of his embrace so I could finish cleaning up. I didn't bother to dignify his statement with a response. I had yet to see him be reasonable. Not when it came to where I would sleep each night.

Hendrix helped me clean up and then followed me up to my apartment. It dawned on me how different today was compared to the last two nights. Those nights I had been doing everything in my power to stay away from him and now I was willingly packing a bag to spend the next few days at his place.

I was gathering the last of my stuff when a note on my pillow grabbed my attention. The intricate paper wasn't familiar but the handwriting was.

"Hendrix!"

My apartment wasn’t large, nor was it necessary for me to yell to get his attention, but I couldn't stop my voice from going a few octaves too high.

"What's wrong?" He was instantly on alert, looking me over while also checking the small space.

"My brother left me a note."

He was at my side in a nanosecond reading over my shoulder.

Stop looking into things, Marmar!

"How do you know it's from your brother?"

"He's the only person who ever called me Marmar. It used to drive our parents crazy. They hated to have names shortened. According to them, if Mother Nature wanted us to have that name, then she would've told them in their dreams."

"Wait, your parents got your names from their dreams?"

I pulled the note close to my chest and held on to it as if my brother were still here. Despite everything Nolen and Hendrix said, I still wished to see my brother and just hug him. He always gave the best hugs.

"I told you they were unique. To them, nothing happened unless it was part of Mother Nature's plan."

"We’ll come back to that another time. Right now I want to get you out of here. I need to call my team and let them know about this new development."

I looked around my apartment one last time. At some point in the last twenty-four hours, Matty was not only in Willow Creek, but in my apartment. I was sad that I missed seeing him.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Hendrix

I couldn't get Maisie back to the house fast enough. I doubted she realized the potential for the threat but I refused to take any chances. Not until I knew what we were dealing with.

To her, Matthew was nothing more than her big brother. To the rest of the world, he was a cult leader. Until I could get her to take things seriously, I would need to keep a closer eye on things.

"If you want to throw your things in the bedroom, I'm going to call Mav."

"Matty would never hurt me."

I didn't want this to be something we fought about, so I agreed. "I know you believe that. I just want to let my team know what's going on since we’re looking into him."

Maisie nodded her head but I could see it in her eyes; she didn't believe me. I wasn't sure what else I could say considering my gut was telling me there was more to the note than just what it said.

I watched Maisie exit the room and pulled my cell phone out of my pocket. Mav, my boss, answered after two rings.

"I thought you didn't want to be disturbed tonight?"

I had said that as a “fuck you” on my way out of the office when my friends were harassing me about how I was handling the situation with Maisie. I was looking forward to one normal night with her but apparently the universe—or more accurately, her brother—had other plans.

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