Crazy in Love Chapter Four
Chapter Four
She pulled the man into her apartment. She didn’t know his name; Sean had mentioned it once, and the man had probably introduced himself. But she hadn’t cared enough to listen. He didn’t matter. He was just a prop to be used. It had been Sean’s idea, to have a man come into her apartment; it was meant to make Nick jealous, furthering his obsession. She hated to admit it, but it was a good idea. The man, whatever his name was, leaned down and kissed her. It was an effort, and a testament to her acting abilities, to not pull away, to instead respond in kind. She pulled away after a moment and led him past the window, down the hall into her bedroom. She knew Nick was outside watching. Once in the bedroom she sighed, annoyed that they would have to be alone together. She looked at the time and debated how long it would before she could kick the man out of her apartment. It was supposed to be convincing if she wanted Nick to believe this was a real liaison.
“You know…” the man was speaking. Oh good. He planned to fill the dull silence with evener duller conversation. “If we need this to be convincing, we could do it for real. We need to do something to pass the time, anyway.” He gave her a big bad wolf smile as he leaned in, putting one arm on the bed next to her. When he leaned in to kiss her, she shoved him hard, making him stumble.
“I’d rather kiss a toad!” She didn’t try to hide the disgust in her voice.
His lascivious look turned to one of anger at her words. “You bitch!” Before she could react, the man was being slammed against the wall. She knew Nick had been watching, would be jealous, but she had never expected him to go so far.
“Get out.” Nick’s voice was a low growl and the other man began to protest. But when Nick let him go he had the good sense to get out while he still could.
Nick turned to Adalind then, “Who was he?”
“No one important.” She answered honestly. Nick still looked murderous, and she decided he needed further assurance, “He was a work acquaintance. He said he needed to come over to discuss a case. I guess he had other ideas in mind. He won’t be coming around anymore, I can promise you that.”
Nick nodded, apparently satisfied. She patted the side of the bed next to her in invitation, not that Nick seemed to need it. He was already moving towards her, leaning over her. She leaned into it when he leaned down to kiss her.
“You’re mine.” His voice was low and gruff, and she wound her hand into his shirt to pull him back in.
“Always.” She wondered why it felt so right to say. She didn’t know when this had stopped feeling like a game, and like something else. But at that moment she had more important thing to worry about.
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She laid in bed with her head resting against his chest. His breathing was a hollow echo.
“Nick, I don’t want there to be any secrets between us. I know you know about the seven keys. I don’t know what the keys lead to, but I know there is a lot of important people who want them. I’ve heard that you Aunt Marie might have had one of them. You’d tell me if you knew something about that, wouldn’t you?” He was putty in her hands. He would give her the world, all she had to do was ask.
“I don’t want you involved in that.” His voice was firm, broaching no argument.
She sat up, looking at him; it wasn’t an answer, at least not the one she had expected. “Nick…” She started, but he cut her off.
“That part of my life is too dangerous. I don’t want you involved in the keys, or anything that has to do with anything that might put you in danger. I’m not going to let anything happen to you, and I’m not going to put you in harm’s way.”
“Trust me, I can take of myself. And I’ll be better equipped to do that if you tell me everything you know about those keys.”
“I can’t lose you Adalind, I won’t. I’ll keep you safe, no matter what it takes. A lot of people are after those keys, a lot of dangerous people. The less involved you are the better.”
No one had ever tried to protect her before. It was an unfamiliar feeling to have someone want to protect her, not use her towards their own ends. The spell should have made him obsessed with her and made him pliable to her will. It looked like there was more to the Grimm than she had realized. This might be more difficult than she had anticipated.
She pulled the man into her apartment. She didn’t know his name; Sean had mentioned it once, and the man had probably introduced himself. But she hadn’t cared enough to listen. He didn’t matter. He was just a prop to be used. It had been Sean’s idea, to have a man come into her apartment; it was meant to make Nick jealous, furthering his obsession. She hated to admit it, but it was a good idea. The man, whatever his name was, leaned down and kissed her. It was an effort, and a testament to her acting abilities, to not pull away, to instead respond in kind. She pulled away after a moment and led him past the window, down the hall into her bedroom. She knew Nick was outside watching. Once in the bedroom she sighed, annoyed that they would have to be alone together. She looked at the time and debated how long it would before she could kick the man out of her apartment. It was supposed to be convincing if she wanted Nick to believe this was a real liaison.
“You know…” the man was speaking. Oh good. He planned to fill the dull silence with evener duller conversation. “If we need this to be convincing, we could do it for real. We need to do something to pass the time, anyway.” He gave her a big bad wolf smile as he leaned in, putting one arm on the bed next to her. When he leaned in to kiss her, she shoved him hard, making him stumble.
“I’d rather kiss a toad!” She didn’t try to hide the disgust in her voice.
His lascivious look turned to one of anger at her words. “You bitch!” Before she could react, the man was being slammed against the wall. She knew Nick had been watching, would be jealous, but she had never expected him to go so far.
“Get out.” Nick’s voice was a low growl and the other man began to protest. But when Nick let him go he had the good sense to get out while he still could.
Nick turned to Adalind then, “Who was he?”
“No one important.” She answered honestly. Nick still looked murderous, and she decided he needed further assurance, “He was a work acquaintance. He said he needed to come over to discuss a case. I guess he had other ideas in mind. He won’t be coming around anymore, I can promise you that.”
Nick nodded, apparently satisfied. She patted the side of the bed next to her in invitation, not that Nick seemed to need it. He was already moving towards her, leaning over her. She leaned into it when he leaned down to kiss her.
“You’re mine.” His voice was low and gruff, and she wound her hand into his shirt to pull him back in.
“Always.” She wondered why it felt so right to say. She didn’t know when this had stopped feeling like a game, and like something else. But at that moment she had more important thing to worry about.
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She laid in bed with her head resting against his chest. His breathing was a hollow echo.
“Nick, I don’t want there to be any secrets between us. I know you know about the seven keys. I don’t know what the keys lead to, but I know there is a lot of important people who want them. I’ve heard that you Aunt Marie might have had one of them. You’d tell me if you knew something about that, wouldn’t you?” He was putty in her hands. He would give her the world, all she had to do was ask.
“I don’t want you involved in that.” His voice was firm, broaching no argument.
She sat up, looking at him; it wasn’t an answer, at least not the one she had expected. “Nick…” She started, but he cut her off.
“That part of my life is too dangerous. I don’t want you involved in the keys, or anything that has to do with anything that might put you in danger. I’m not going to let anything happen to you, and I’m not going to put you in harm’s way.”
“Trust me, I can take of myself. And I’ll be better equipped to do that if you tell me everything you know about those keys.”
“I can’t lose you Adalind, I won’t. I’ll keep you safe, no matter what it takes. A lot of people are after those keys, a lot of dangerous people. The less involved you are the better.”
No one had ever tried to protect her before. It was an unfamiliar feeling to have someone want to protect her, not use her towards their own ends. The spell should have made him obsessed with her and made him pliable to her will. It looked like there was more to the Grimm than she had realized. This might be more difficult than she had anticipated.