Absolutely Unforgivable(66)
“Miss Stacy, you are awake. I put your clothes away. Come see.”
“Where is Billy?” I asked, as I looked around the room hoping to find him.
“I’m right here,” Billy said as he walked out of the bathroom in just a towel that hung low off of his hips, with his toothbrush in hand. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of his bare chest and my eyes immediately made their way down to the shape of the V his lower stomach muscles made. I know I shouldn’t, but I couldn’t stop staring at him. The sight of his nearly naked body took my breath away. He smiled and was very aware that I was enjoying the view.
“Come, Miss Stacy, let me show you,” Kita said, sticking out her hand. I walked into the closet so that she could show me how she organized my clothes. She explained that she put some of his clothes in one of the spare bedrooms upstairs to make room. She then walked me over to one of the smaller dressers.
“Here this is all for you,” she said proudly as she opened one of the drawers and then the next. “I put all of your little things in these.” I reached in and hugged her, thanking her for all she has done.
“It’s my pleasure, Miss Stacy. Now head on into the kitchen and grab one of the fresh bagels before the boys eat them all.” I did as she told me to and walked out of the bedroom, headed toward the kitchen.
As I left the room I walked cautiously; I was still very shaken up from the day before. After taking my first step around the corner a big man stepped into my view. “Hey, you must be Stacy.”
I froze in place and screamed bloody murder. Billy ran up behind me and held me tight. I didn’t, however, take my eyes off the stranger who was now pleading for me to forgive him. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”
Billy in his rush to come get me had dropped his towel and was now pressing me tightly against his body. With one arm across my chest, securely holding in place and the other stroking my arm, trying to soothe me, he walked me backwards, back into his bedroom. He turned me around, making me face him and I dug my face into his chest. Listening to his heartbeat soothed me.
“It’s okay. Those guys are just friends of Vin’s. He brought them in for extra security until some of the madness dies down.” His voice was soft and consoling.
While he was telling me about Vin’s friends, I suddenly became aware that I was leaning against Billy’s now very naked body. When he pulled me back to lift up my chin and ask me if I was okay, my eyes darted down to his private parts.
“Hey now, no peeking at the goods,” Billy said playfully. But he didn’t recoil or pull away. He seemed to have no problem whatsoever standing there buck naked for all the world to see. I blinked several times and forced myself to focus on his eyes.
Vin came into the room to check in on me and then took me into the living room to meet his friends Rocco and Devin while Billy put some clothes on. They were big like Vincent was, also as equally scary-looking. Devin in particular had a rather menacing look. Of course the big skull tattooed on his neck probably had a lot to do with that.
Rocco was the man who I had ran into before, and he apologized for scaring me. I assured him it was more than okay. It wasn’t his fault. Just after the incidents of the day before, I was still really shaky.
After eating breakfast I decided I better call my parents and let them know I was okay. I had meant to do it yesterday but I just couldn’t. I needed time to pull myself together enough so I could make myself sound okay. I knew they would be worried and if I couldn't pull off calm, cool, and collected they might try and make me come home. That phone call turned into a two hour long conversation with quite a bit of tears. But eventually I convinced them I was fine, especially after Billy hired Vin to take care of me and he never left my side.
To drive the point home, when Mindy arrived I had her help me take a picture of me standing next to Vin, measuring his arm. His biceps were twenty-two inches around. I was really impressed. His arm was just a few inches smaller than my waist. Okay well, maybe more than a few, but still. I texted the picture to my mother to show her she really had nothing to worry about. Vin was a beast and he was my beast, taking care of me. With him by my side, I was going to be fine and she had nothing to fret about.
When I finally got my mom off of the phone, I went to take a shower, and get ready for my afternoon of shopping with the girls for clothes to wear to our next two gigs at Rowdy’s on Thursday and Friday night. I did my best to put the thoughts of that crazy man behind me but when I was alone, in the shower, I felt the thought of him creeping up on me. I felt the terror grabbing at my chest and I desperately tried to fight it off.