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ever,” she added turning and walking away as he continued to glare at her.
Finally admitting defeat for now he returned to the car and got in as Rose drove away. Lauren carefully left the small hallway she’d slipped into upon entering and quickly dipped around the side of the old brick building and walked calmly out of the small worn footpath that led to the street. Quickly finding a cab, Lauren gave him the address ignoring the look on his face, relaxed and continued to plot her escape as they drove to Los Barshaw and the place she used to call home. The ride was uneventful and shorter than she recalled, but the driver let her know seemingly moments later that they were there. Opening her eyes Lauren took in the stately mansion, exquisitely garnished in yellow and black police tape. She paid the driver and got out, book bag slung over her shoulder as the plaid skirt played dangerously close to showing her behind walking up the winding driveway of the house.
*****
Blue watched her as she walked, wondering what in the world would bring her back to this place. He readily admitted the house and ground were majestic. Green grass flowed seemingly endless across the pristine yard. There were huge sculptures adorning the fountains that had to cease to flow in front of the house. Even with the police tape all over it, the house still said money, and plenty of it. He sighed deeply also knowing it was a beautiful prison that Lauren had been caged inside of for years while her insane father did all manner of evil to her. She would never tell him everything that happened before she was rescued, but Blue could only guess. He sighed deeply knowing he was hopeless. Blue never followed women. He never wondered about them every waking moment, or was insecure about seeing them again the next day. Lauren had done something to him. She cast a spell on his heart and he happily accepted it. He loved her and there was nothing he wouldn’t do to protect her. Kenny was definitely on his short list of quick fixes. He was heading over to the school and waiting for him this afternoon. A couple of his boys volunteered to come along and help him whip that ass.
Returning his attention to Lauren, he noticed she’d disappeared inside the massive structure. Shit, now what, he thought worried someone could be in the house and hurt her. Taking a deep breath, Blue got out of the car and began carefully making his way up the grassy hillside on the opposite side wanting to come in the back and hopefully find her undetected and keep an eye on her.
“ Shit, this is a big ass lawn,” Blue mumbled climbing the hill and soon finding himself out of breath.
The door looked like it hadn’t gotten any closer, yet his car seemed miles away. Stopping for a moment, hands on his knees, Blue caught his breath. He prayed Lauren didn’t flip and get mad at him. He wasn’t trying to stalk her or anything; he was genuinely worried about her. Blue began his journey again with renewed vigor, finally reaching the door, which was also taped shut with a do not cross swatch of police tape. Carefully maneuvering his way under the tape Blue tried the knob on the massive back door. It turned easily under his weight and opened. He carefully and quietly entered finding himself standing in a superbly decorated outdoor sunroom. It was of course glass encased, but the view was magnificent.
“ Damn,” he swore softly aloud.
He’d heard about Carlo’s wealth and extravagance but standing inside it was different. The table that adorned the room was pure Italian marble and he was sure the fine detailing was real gold. The chairs were regal for lack of a better word, done in an exquisite coral green and burnt orange. There was a fully stocked bar with heavy solid oak barstools. Blue noted that none of the liquor seemed to be disturbed. Guess they just came in and arrested him and kept it moving, he thought finally turning and heading into the inner sanctum of the house. He
Finally admitting defeat for now he returned to the car and got in as Rose drove away. Lauren carefully left the small hallway she’d slipped into upon entering and quickly dipped around the side of the old brick building and walked calmly out of the small worn footpath that led to the street. Quickly finding a cab, Lauren gave him the address ignoring the look on his face, relaxed and continued to plot her escape as they drove to Los Barshaw and the place she used to call home. The ride was uneventful and shorter than she recalled, but the driver let her know seemingly moments later that they were there. Opening her eyes Lauren took in the stately mansion, exquisitely garnished in yellow and black police tape. She paid the driver and got out, book bag slung over her shoulder as the plaid skirt played dangerously close to showing her behind walking up the winding driveway of the house.
*****
Blue watched her as she walked, wondering what in the world would bring her back to this place. He readily admitted the house and ground were majestic. Green grass flowed seemingly endless across the pristine yard. There were huge sculptures adorning the fountains that had to cease to flow in front of the house. Even with the police tape all over it, the house still said money, and plenty of it. He sighed deeply also knowing it was a beautiful prison that Lauren had been caged inside of for years while her insane father did all manner of evil to her. She would never tell him everything that happened before she was rescued, but Blue could only guess. He sighed deeply knowing he was hopeless. Blue never followed women. He never wondered about them every waking moment, or was insecure about seeing them again the next day. Lauren had done something to him. She cast a spell on his heart and he happily accepted it. He loved her and there was nothing he wouldn’t do to protect her. Kenny was definitely on his short list of quick fixes. He was heading over to the school and waiting for him this afternoon. A couple of his boys volunteered to come along and help him whip that ass.
Returning his attention to Lauren, he noticed she’d disappeared inside the massive structure. Shit, now what, he thought worried someone could be in the house and hurt her. Taking a deep breath, Blue got out of the car and began carefully making his way up the grassy hillside on the opposite side wanting to come in the back and hopefully find her undetected and keep an eye on her.
“ Shit, this is a big ass lawn,” Blue mumbled climbing the hill and soon finding himself out of breath.
The door looked like it hadn’t gotten any closer, yet his car seemed miles away. Stopping for a moment, hands on his knees, Blue caught his breath. He prayed Lauren didn’t flip and get mad at him. He wasn’t trying to stalk her or anything; he was genuinely worried about her. Blue began his journey again with renewed vigor, finally reaching the door, which was also taped shut with a do not cross swatch of police tape. Carefully maneuvering his way under the tape Blue tried the knob on the massive back door. It turned easily under his weight and opened. He carefully and quietly entered finding himself standing in a superbly decorated outdoor sunroom. It was of course glass encased, but the view was magnificent.
“ Damn,” he swore softly aloud.
He’d heard about Carlo’s wealth and extravagance but standing inside it was different. The table that adorned the room was pure Italian marble and he was sure the fine detailing was real gold. The chairs were regal for lack of a better word, done in an exquisite coral green and burnt orange. There was a fully stocked bar with heavy solid oak barstools. Blue noted that none of the liquor seemed to be disturbed. Guess they just came in and arrested him and kept it moving, he thought finally turning and heading into the inner sanctum of the house. He
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