A Humble Heart (Hollywood Hearts #1)(78)



“Edward,” Dana gasped. Edward took one look at her in the towel and flipped out more.

“I’ll f**king kill you! You break into my house go after my fiancé? My f**king kids live here, you stupid shit!”

“They weren’t here. I saw them leave earlier,” the man said as if that would make Edward feel better.

“Get the f**k off me! I’m going to kill him!” Edward fought against the officers harder.

“Cuff him!” the officer near Dana said.

The officer yanked Edward's hands behind his back and cuffed him. “What are you doing?” Dana demanded.

“Don’t worry, it’s just to keep him from doing something he’ll regret later.” the officer said.

“Fuck that! I won’t regret shit!” Edward pulled against his cuffs.

“Calm down, man,” Seth said.

“He was going to rape her!” Edward roared.

Seth's jaw clenched as he stared at the man on the floor for a long moment. Then he looked at Dana who was on the verge of breaking down and back to the man. He lunged at the man and punched him several times in the ribs and the side of the face before he was pulled off.

“Put him in another room!” the female officer ordered.

The man on the floor gasped for air. “He attacked me!”

“I didn’t see a damn thing,” the woman said.

Bret moved past the police and put an arm around Dana. “Come on, Dana, you don’t need to see this.”

“Get her out of here! And you tell Tyler he’s f**king fired!” Edward yelled.

“Edward-” Dana began to say.

“You mean the guy who was here before? I left the property when he came. I waited until he left before I came back.”

“Are you on f**king crack? What’s wrong with you?” Edward demanded.

“I love her,” he said.

“Shut up, you sick f**k!” Edward snapped.

“Get her out of here,” one of the officers said.

Seth pulled her out of the room. She went into her room and pulled on her clothes and came back out to see the man was gone and Edward was sitting on the couch, still cuffed, panting heavily.

“Let him calm down,” Seth said. He put an arm around Dana’s shoulders and led her into the kitchen. Bret was sitting down with several officers, drinking coffee. They nodded to her.

Seth released his hold on her and began sweeping up the glass. “I called a twenty-four hour glass repair service, Dana. They’ll be here within the hour,” Bret said.

“Thank you, Bret.”

She moved around the kitchen, trying to keep busy. “H-how was the game guys?”

“It was good, Dana. Thanks for the tickets,” Seth said, solemnly.

She nodded as she pulled everything out of the fridge to make sandwiches. She made up a bunch of sandwiches and placed them on the table. After a few minutes the guys began eating.

“Ma’am, I need a sworn statement,” the female officer said.

“Of course,” Dana said. She looked around to find all eyes were on her. They wanted to know what happened. “Um, can we talk about this in another room?”

“Sure, let’s step out onto the pool patio,” she said. Dana nodded and followed her.

Dana explained swimming and admitted to skinny dipping. Her face was burning when she explained that part. The woman smiled warmly and told her she completely understood. Then she told her about catching the man and what happened after that.

“I don’t see a problem with his arrest. I think he’s going to end up in a psychiatric unit for a while.”

“As long as he’s off the street,” Dana said.

“I’ll be filing for an emergency restraining order on him for you.”

“Thank you,” Dana said absently. Her eyes were locked on the gate where the man first approached her. God, if the kids had been home she didn’t know what she would have done.

“Can I ask something? If my kids were here that wouldn’t have stopped him would it?” Dana asked.

The officer shook her head. “No, he admitted to having plans to um,…he had a plan to rape you undisturbed,” she said nervously.

Dana felt her heart speed up. Her head became foggy. “He was going to kill them, wasn’t he?” she asked slowly.

The officer nodded slowly. Dana’s hand shot to her mouth and she stumbled away. She fell to her knees and began vomiting.

“Ma’am?” the officer said anxiously.

Seth ran out. “Dana!” He dropped by her side and put an arm around her back. He held her hair back while she vomited. “It’s okay, it’s okay,” he crooned softly.

“What should I do?” the officer asked.

“She’ll be okay. She’s pregnant,” Seth said.

“I’ll get her a drink,” the officer said, quickly walking back towards the kitchen.

“It’s okay, Dana.” Seth said.

She cried, “No, it’s not!”

“Shh, we’ll fix this.”

“How? This can’t be fixed! I don’t know what the hell I’m doing anymore.”

Seth gently rubbed her back while she cried against his chest. “Edward is going to take care of this. Don’t worry.”

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