off. “Never mind,” she told the girl and hung up.
Next, she dialed Jennifer’s cell phone. “Jennifer always answers her cell phone,” she told Roderick, praying that she was right.
But she wasn’t. Jennifer didn’t answer.
Chapter Nine
“Where is Jennifer?” Roderick asked.
“I don’t know.” Elle felt sick to her stomach at knowing the necklace was out of her hands. “I think she and Alex were doing something.”
“Where?”
“I can’t remember if she told me.”
A sound from the doorway got her attention, and she turned to find Val leaning against the door with his arms crossed.
“’Tis
gone?”
She tried to swallow, gave up, and nodded instead.
“Let’s go,” Val said.
“Go?” Elle asked as Roderick took her arm and raised her to her feet. “Where are we going?”
“We must get ready for battle,” Roderick replied.
Battle, Elle mouthed as they left her house.
She locked her door and turned to find both Val and Roderick on their motorcycles. The last thing she wanted was to get back on the movable death trap, but it was obvious she didn’t have a choice since her car was still at the Huntington.
The only good news was that Roderick was still shirtless, and, as ridiculous as it was, it was all she had to hold onto at the moment.
After a quick prayer for her safety, she walked to Roderick’s bike and climbed on.
He handed her the helmet, and, once she had it on, she reached around and clasped her hands together on his deliciously rippled abs of steel.
Yummy.
Even though he didn’t want her, she wasn’t about to pass up the opportunity to touch a body like she had only seen in ads or the TV.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Val pull beside them as they turned off Michigan Street on to Dunlavy. She spotted Roderick’s sword and flail attached to one side of the bike, and as Val sped ahead of them she saw his sword.
She had never been so thankful to live next to the wealthiest part of the city.
River Oaks was nestled next to her Montrose area, and the Huntington was the only high rise apartments in River Oaks.
They pulled onto Kirby, and as usual, there was constant construction, but somehow Val and Roderick bypassed the traffic and arrived at their apartment within minutes. No high speeds this time, but then again the Harpies weren’t after them.
Still, by the time Roderick had pulled into his parking space and shut off the bike, Elle’s legs where trembling. Gingerly, she got off the bike and returned his helmet to him.
“I think next time we’ll take my car.”
He looked over at her dark green Civic and then back at her. “Not if you need to outrun the Harpies.”
She hated that he was right. Houston traffic could be a bitch. With her knees still knocking together, she followed the two hunks onto the elevator. She didn’t know if it was on accident or by design, but they stood on either side of her.
And for the few minutes on the ride up to the penthouse, Elle let herself daydream. It was delicious, too. In her daydream, she was a woman that Roderick wanted for his own, a woman he had gone to great lengths to procure. She would give herself fully to him and find a man that knew how to treat her like a lady and give her excitement and love like no one ever had before. And since it was her daydream, the sex would be the most explosive she had ever experienced. The passion would consume them both, and the need for each other would grow each time they shared their bodies.
She had to admit it was even better than a romance novel if she did say so herself.
The elevator chimed their arrival, jerking Elle out of her daydream. She took a deep breath as the doors opened. Just as she was about to step out, Val put a hand out to stop her.
She watched as he went ahead, and Roderick kept the elevator doors open. When Val had made sure no one lurked in the hallway, Roderick took her arm and led her out of the elevator. There was tension
Next, she dialed Jennifer’s cell phone. “Jennifer always answers her cell phone,” she told Roderick, praying that she was right.
But she wasn’t. Jennifer didn’t answer.
Chapter Nine
“Where is Jennifer?” Roderick asked.
“I don’t know.” Elle felt sick to her stomach at knowing the necklace was out of her hands. “I think she and Alex were doing something.”
“Where?”
“I can’t remember if she told me.”
A sound from the doorway got her attention, and she turned to find Val leaning against the door with his arms crossed.
“’Tis
gone?”
She tried to swallow, gave up, and nodded instead.
“Let’s go,” Val said.
“Go?” Elle asked as Roderick took her arm and raised her to her feet. “Where are we going?”
“We must get ready for battle,” Roderick replied.
Battle, Elle mouthed as they left her house.
She locked her door and turned to find both Val and Roderick on their motorcycles. The last thing she wanted was to get back on the movable death trap, but it was obvious she didn’t have a choice since her car was still at the Huntington.
The only good news was that Roderick was still shirtless, and, as ridiculous as it was, it was all she had to hold onto at the moment.
After a quick prayer for her safety, she walked to Roderick’s bike and climbed on.
He handed her the helmet, and, once she had it on, she reached around and clasped her hands together on his deliciously rippled abs of steel.
Yummy.
Even though he didn’t want her, she wasn’t about to pass up the opportunity to touch a body like she had only seen in ads or the TV.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Val pull beside them as they turned off Michigan Street on to Dunlavy. She spotted Roderick’s sword and flail attached to one side of the bike, and as Val sped ahead of them she saw his sword.
She had never been so thankful to live next to the wealthiest part of the city.
River Oaks was nestled next to her Montrose area, and the Huntington was the only high rise apartments in River Oaks.
They pulled onto Kirby, and as usual, there was constant construction, but somehow Val and Roderick bypassed the traffic and arrived at their apartment within minutes. No high speeds this time, but then again the Harpies weren’t after them.
Still, by the time Roderick had pulled into his parking space and shut off the bike, Elle’s legs where trembling. Gingerly, she got off the bike and returned his helmet to him.
“I think next time we’ll take my car.”
He looked over at her dark green Civic and then back at her. “Not if you need to outrun the Harpies.”
She hated that he was right. Houston traffic could be a bitch. With her knees still knocking together, she followed the two hunks onto the elevator. She didn’t know if it was on accident or by design, but they stood on either side of her.
And for the few minutes on the ride up to the penthouse, Elle let herself daydream. It was delicious, too. In her daydream, she was a woman that Roderick wanted for his own, a woman he had gone to great lengths to procure. She would give herself fully to him and find a man that knew how to treat her like a lady and give her excitement and love like no one ever had before. And since it was her daydream, the sex would be the most explosive she had ever experienced. The passion would consume them both, and the need for each other would grow each time they shared their bodies.
She had to admit it was even better than a romance novel if she did say so herself.
The elevator chimed their arrival, jerking Elle out of her daydream. She took a deep breath as the doors opened. Just as she was about to step out, Val put a hand out to stop her.
She watched as he went ahead, and Roderick kept the elevator doors open. When Val had made sure no one lurked in the hallway, Roderick took her arm and led her out of the elevator. There was tension
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