Part Two
CHAPTER SEVEN
Felicity knocked on Romy’s office door. “Romy? Detective Halsey is here to see you.”
“Thanks, Felicity.” Romy got up as the detective entered and shook his hand. “I’d say it was good to see you, but I can the see the expression on your face.”
She motioned for him to sit and the detective thanked her. “Yes, unfortunately, I come bearing bad news. Carson Franks was released from jail this morning, on a three-million-dollar bail. Apparently, that’s short change for his family.”
“Ugh.” Romy sighed. Another rich fuck getting away with murder.
“Quite. Franks had to relinquish his passport, but…”
“But with his kind of money, getting counterfeits will be no problem.”
Det. John Halsey looked at her. “Dr. Sasse…I read about your ex-husband, so I know you have experience with these kinds of things.”
“Sadly, I do. The reason I became involved in Haven was because of that situation. The victim, Kiersten Merchant, was sadly typical of our residents here. At the moment it seems particularly bad, the deaths, the ones we can’t save.” Romy sighed, rubbing her face. “I’m sorry, Detective, did you have something else?”
He nodded. “Dr. Sasse, we have reason to believe that Franks meant what he said. I came to make sure you and Mr. Tigri are taking the security issue seriously.”
Romy nodded. “We are. We’ve more than doubled our security presence here, and at our homes. He won’t get near our facility, I assure you.”
“I’ll be checking in with you, keeping you updated about the situation.” He glanced at the big picture window in Romy’s ground floor office, and Romy read his mind.
“It’s bulletproof,” she said, “but if you think we ought to take extra precautions.”
John Halsey nodded. “It’s just…I’ve dealt with obsessives before. Carson Franks blames this facility, Mr. Tigri, and you, for Kiersten’s death. It’s just the way a psychopath’s mind works. Never mind that he stabbed her seventeen times. It’s always someone else’s fault.”
Old memories worked their way through Romy and she pushed them aside firmly. Dacre had long been out of her life and she wouldn’t give him one more second of fear.
At home, later, after the kids were in bed, Romy and Blue shared a soak in the tub. Romy lay back against Blue’s hard chest as he trailed his fingers up and down her stomach, and cupped her breasts. She giggled as he pretended to bite her shoulder.
“How was your day, beautiful?”
Romy hesitated before she answered, unaccustomed to hiding anything from her husband. Her desire to protect him won out though. “Oh, same old, same old. No new intake, which is always a blessing, so I had time to catch up with paperwork.”
“Boring.”
She laughed. “Ever the surgeon. Any big cases?”
“Actually yes. We have a domino surgery soon.”
“Woah.” A domino surgery was a rare and risky procedure, involving multiple donor-recipients receiving organs in a simultaneous procedure. “Is this your first one?”
Blue kissed her temple. “It is…you want in?”
“Hell, yes I do…if we can make it work.”
“Getting you privileges at the hospital is no problem, obviously.”
Romy looked around at him. “Perks of getting busy with the boss.”
Blue laughed. “Obviously.”
Romy turned around, straddling him. Blue immediately reached for her breasts, and she grinned, then sighed happily as he took a nipple into his mouth. She reached down to stroke his cock, feeling it swell and harden under her touch. Blue lifted her up and impaled her on his shaft. “God, your cunt is so silky,” he said, kissing her mouth, crushing his lips against hers as she began to ride him, rolling her hips towards his. His fingers bit into the skin of her hips as she took him in deeper and deeper. “Romy, Romy, Romy…”
The whisper of her name made her whole body tingle, and she increased her pace, looking down to watch his cock slide in and out of her. “A beautiful sight, eh?” Blue whispered, “I love watching us fuck.”
“God, yes…” Romy was close, and when Blue started to stroke her clit, she shivered and gave a little cry as she came, then smiled as she felt him pump thick, creamy cum deep into her belly. “I love you so much, Blue Allende.”
“And I love you,” he said, kissing her passionately. As she caught her breath, Blue was gazing up at her with such love in his gorgeous green eyes that her eyes filled with tears.
“Hey, hey, hey…” he said in concern, pulling her in for a kiss. “Perché piangi, bella? Why are you crying?”
She smiled as the tears dropped down her cheeks. “They’re happy tears…I swear…I’ve never been so happy as I am right now. Our beautiful family…and you. Blue, I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“You’ll never have to find out, baby. I couldn’t live without you.”
Romy pressed her lips to his again. “Let’s get out of this tub and go to bed, baby. I want to fuck you all night long.”
As they dried themselves, Romy massaged moisturizer into her body. As she stroked the cream into the skin on her belly, she traced the faint scar of the bullet wound she had sustained all those years ago. She’d been lucky; the bullet hadn’t hit any major organs and arteries, and their daughter, at the time only a tiny, tiny embryo, had also survived.
Blue came up behind her and swept her into his arms making her giggle, and carried her off to their bed. As he covered her body with his, she gazed up at him and knew she had everything she had ever wanted right here, right now. No one could touch them.
Very soon, she would discover, in the worst way, that she was wrong.