Page 93 of Masked

“Please tell me you just stumbled on him and you weren’t actively involving yourself in a police matter.”

Noah chuckled. “You wound me. He tried to take me. Bastard followed me with a taser but I got the drop on him and my driver helped me detain him.”

“Fair enough. I’ll get out of here as quick as I can. Just get him off the street and tell me where you have him.”

When he ended the call, he climbed into the car next to the stranger with his gun still trained.

“Let’s go to the apartment.”

On the way he pulled his phone out and called her. “I’m coming up and I have someone with me. My gun will be out. Please don’t be alarmed. Stay in the bedroom if you don’t want to see anything. I’ll leave again as soon as Michael picks him up.”

“Jesus, Noah. That is not how you deliver this kind of news. My heart is racing out of my chest.”

“Sorry, little siren. It’s been a weird night as it is. I’m sorry for this.”

She laughed. “It’s fine. I was just climbing out of the bath.”

He hummed. “I wish I were there and not here with a lunatic who tried to taze me.”

She gasped. “Are you OK?”

“I’m fine little siren. Don’t worry about me. Instead of coming up, I’m going to drop this asshole in the security office and have my driver stand watch. I’ll come up and say hi. Or I can stay away. It’s up to you.”

“You can come up.”

“Do me a favor and stay in the bath.”

“The water is getting cold.”

He chuckled. “Get out then. See you soon, sweet siren.”

They pulled up to the apartment a little while later and Noah and his driver escorted the man into the security office where they attached him to a chair.

“I’ll be upstairs. Let me know when Chief Silas arrives.”

When he reached the top of the building and the elevator slid open, Reva was waiting for him in a short silk robe.

As soon as he crossed the threshold into the apartment, she loosened the belt and let it fall off her shoulders as she sank to her knees.

“You are perfection, little siren. Did you get the space you need?”

She smiled up at him. “Not really. But I realized I would rather process everything I’m feeling with you instead of shutting you out.”

He dropped to his knees in front of her and cupped her face in his hands. “Sweet girl. I’m sorry everything is so fucked up. I don’t want to lose you because of it.”

“Then why the contract?”

“Consider the time-frame irrelevant. You’re mine, Reva. You were made for me.”

“I don’t want to live here anymore. And I don’t want to live in your house. But I want a space that’s ours and no one else’s.”

It made sense that she would want that. And he would give it to her. It was time to let go of the past.

“We’ll work it out.”

She pressed her forehead to his. “Good. Then maybe you can take me to the bedroom.”

He flashed a wicked smile. “Or I can take you right here.”

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