"Oh my God! You slept with him? Like slept-slept!"
A pink blush hits Milly's cheeks at Rani's shouted statement. It's hard not to think I fucked her silly when she's standing here in nothing but a pair of wet panties and my shirt - the same shirt I wore the day before. The thought of her wet panties takes me back to a memory of last night after my angel passed out from an orgasm coma. I took my pleasure after giving her one more baby orgasm while she slept. I took my cock out and watched as my thumb swept over her bare pussy, I shuttled my hand up and down on my cock. I came in my hand when she shivered through her tiny orgasms and rubbed it onto her swollen little pussy. I'm not proud of it but I might have even pushed some of it inside of her tight as fuck entrance with thoughts of putting a baby in her sweet, young belly.
"Look," My shout might come louder than I mean for it too. The thought of Milly toddling around with my kid inside of her is making me a little on edge. "Someone in this house is a murderer."
"Or the murderer came from outside." This comes from one of the girls staying in the bunkbed room. I think her name is Krissy. "And might still be out there. After all, she did say someone was watching her from outside that first night."
The thought sobers everyone up.
"What do we do now? I mean, we can't just leave her here. We have to tell someone." Rani's questions make me look out the window at the snowy yard. The snow has finally stopped but is so piled up that getting out is impossible.
"I'll report it on the satellite phone to the authorities and tomorrow we'll try to send someone down to bring back help."
"Me and Mark can go." Everyone is a little shocked that Rumer volunteers.
"Take my jeep." Mark looks over at me and gives me a little nod.
"Right now, we all need to get some rest and stay with your buddy. Everyone uses the buddy system, and no one goes anywhere alone."
"Okay but what if your buddy happens to be the killer."
"Do you feel safe with Jag, Milly?"
"Yes! Why would you ask me that?" My little protector has her back up again. I run my hand down it to try to soothe her.
"Rumer, do you feel safe with Mark?"
"Of course."
"Girls? Anyone not feel safe with the one they're with?"
No one speaks up. "Rumer and Milly are the ones closest to people they may not know well. Most of us here know one another. And most of us are cops. We're aware of how to keep you safe. Tinsley didn't want anyone with her and now she's dead." Charlie gives everyone a minute to let all of this sink in. "Whatever you do - stay with your partner!"
"We just have to make it through tonight."
"What about going back upstairs?" Everyone looks over at Betsy. "I don't want to go back up there."
"Everyone can find a couch or a day bed down here. It's not a bad idea to leave upstairs the way it is."
With that, I take Milly to the movie room where the little loungers are. Charlie and Rani come with us. For the rest of the night, I don't sleep. I hold on to my curvy little angel and think about the steps that need to be taken once we get someone up here to retrieve the body. How long that might take? How this will affect my angel? How soon I can put a ring on her finger and get my last name attached to her?
As the sun breaks over the mountains, I'm more than ready to get started on our future. I wake her with kisses. Not the kind of kisses I want to wake her with. I want to wake her with my head in between her legs and her screaming my name but I'm not about to do that with an audience.
We don't have very much private time as we all eat in silence and Mark and Rumer make plans to leave. Thankfully the sun is out, and the weather is cooperating. I'm one of the men who help shovel the jeep out and clear the driveway. It’s not until late in the afternoon that I find Milly alone in the library.
"Why are you by yourself?" Why the hell isn't someone with her, watching out for her?
"Oh!" She jumps and I should be ashamed that I scared her, but I can't be when she’s not putting her safety first. "Rani just left."
"So why are you here? Why aren't you with her?"
"I needed a moment by myself. A moment alone. She’s coming right back."
"And you didn't think that might not be the smartest thing to do with a killer running loose?"
I can tell as soon as I say the words that I shouldn't have. I can't take them back and maybe I shouldn't. She needs to be thinking about her safety.
"Excuse me?"