“Hey, it is alright. Did you name the police?”

I shake my head towards his chest. “No. You have been the primary individual I referred to as. You simply sounded so…succesful, I assume.”

Porter chuckles. “Properly, thanks, sweetheart.” He pulls again and wipes the tears from my face along with his thumbs. When he speaks once more, his voice is totally severe—there’s no room for argument. “Go pack a bag, Bailey. You are coming residence with me.”

I hesitate, and Porter tilts my chin up. “Did you hear what I mentioned?”

I nod.

“Phrases, Bailey.”

“Sure.”

“Good. Go pack a bag, sweetheart. This isn’t up for dialogue. I am not leaving you right here, and there’s no approach I am letting you go to a lodge. Perceive me?”

“Sure, Porter.”

“Good lady.”

His reward sends a thrill by way of my stomach, and I really feel an ache in my core regardless of the whole lot. Porter’s darkish eyes are locked on mine, and he appears to understand the impact his phrases have on me. His lips curl right into a happy grin, and he brushes a stray hair away from my face. “Pack a bag, Bailey, and let’s get the hell out of right here.”

I hurry into my bed room, throwing issues into the primary suitcase I can discover. The wind remains to be blowing arduous exterior, and the occasional real scratch of branches towards the window has me on edge. Is it potential I imagined the whole lot?

It would not matter, although. I referred to as Porter for assist, and now I’ve to go residence with him. It would really feel like a punishment for some, however a giant a part of me is so freaking relieved. With Porter, nothing will occur. Absolutely, I am going to solely have to remain for a couple of days.

After I come again out with my bag, Porter is hanging up a cellphone name. “I referred to as the police and allow them to know what occurred. They will enhance patrols round right here so when Renae comes residence, she’ll be secure.”

I nod, and Porter takes the suitcase from my palms and leads the best way out entrance. He packs my suitcase within the mattress of his truck, and we pull out of Renae’s driveway and take off down the road.

It is a couple of thirty-minute drive to the opposite facet of city the place Porter lives, and the roads are principally empty. The stress between us is palpable. Each time he appears over at me and our eyes meet, my breath hitches. I ship a textual content out to Renae telling her what occurred, however she’s both busy together with her yoga teacher or asleep already. A minimum of she’ll know the place I’m when she comes residence within the morning.

The lights are on in the home once we pull up, and Porter parks his truck within the driveway. “We’re right here. I hope you prefer it.”

I have not even appeared on the home. All I can see is the person subsequent to me. “I am certain it is excellent.”

It is darkish as Porter involves open my door and seize my bag, however the exterior lights are shiny sufficient that I can see his residence. It is stunning—a craftsman bungalow with a large entrance porch and dormer home windows.

“Come on, sweetheart. Let’s get you inside.”

Porter unlocks the door, and the entryway of his house is beautiful. The flooring are darkish, wealthy hardwood, and there is a white shiplap wall main into the hallway. Porter leads me down the corridor to the second door on the left and gestures for me to stroll in.

“Welcome residence, Bailey.”

I step inside and gasp. “Porter, that is beautiful!”

“I believed you’d prefer it.” He smiles. “That is the visitor suite. You’ll be able to keep right here so long as you must.”

The room is furnished in cream and blue colours. There’s a king-size mattress, a dresser, a desk, a mirror, and a full lavatory, with an enormous bay window overlooking the yard.

“There is a pool again there,” Porter factors out, “and a scorching tub. And past which can be the woods.”

“That is the nicest place I’ve ever stayed.”

“I hope you will be blissful right here.” Porter units my suitcase down. “Bailey…”

I flip, and his darkish eyes are looking out my face.

“While you referred to as me tonight, it felt like an indication. Such as you have been telling me that you simply wanted me. That you just trusted me to care for you and maintain you secure.” His hand reaches out and cups my cheek. “Do you belief me, Bailey?”

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