“Was that for me?” he asked smiling over at her. He was older—they both were, but Luca still had the same smile that made her insides gooey. He could always charm his way into getting her to do what he wanted. She just hoped that she’d have that same effect on him when she asked for his help.
“Um, no,” she squeaked. “I was admiring your truck.”
“You too,” she said, trying to hide the fact that she was nervous as hell about seeing him again.
He looked more than good. He had grown into his height and had muscles for days.
She nearly swallowed her tongue when he jumped out of his truck wearing just gym shorts and a tight T-shirt.
She had only seen men built like him on television or in fitness magazines.
“I guess boxing is paying off,” she said. God, why did she say that? She sounded like a complete idiot. “I meant to say, you look very—fit,” she said, trying to save face.
He chuckled, “Thanks. I take it that you’ve heard about me going into boxing?” he asked.
“Yeah,” she breathed, “you didn’t share the news with me, so I heard it from a news program. I’m not sure why you wouldn’t tell me about it.” Being angry at him was so much easier than being turned on by him.
He shrugged, “There was nothing to tell, really.”
“That’s bullshit,” she spat, poking her finger into his chest. “I’ve told you all about college, and even about my teaching job. You never share anything personal, and we’re supposed to be friends, Luca,” she insisted.
He grabbed her hand and pulled it up to his lips, gently kissing the back of it. “I see that you still have that fiery temper, Sophia,” he teased. He always liked to tease her about being a hothead. She wanted to protest and tell him that he was wrong, but he wasn’t.
“Don’t change the subject,” she insisted, pulling her hand free from his.
“All right, how about you tell me what the subject is, and I’ll try to follow along,” he said.
“And why meet here? Obviously, this place has been abandoned for a while now.” They both looked at the house and he was right.
She had no idea why she had asked him to meet her there.
Maybe it was because it was the only place where no one would look for them.
“I need your help,” she said, cutting to the chase. The rest of his questions would just have to wait.
“I gathered that much from you calling me to say that you needed my help,” he said.
Sophia looked around the empty street to make sure that they were truly alone.
She had been followed for so long that she expected to see his car parked down the block, watching her, but he wasn’t there this time.
“How about if we sit in my truck?” he asked, seeming to pick up on her anxiety.
“Thanks,” she breathed. “I never know if he’s followed me or not,” she admitted. He grabbed her hand and quickly led her to his truck, helping her up into the passenger seat, and shutting the door. He rounded his truck and looked around before getting into the driver’s seat.
“Why did you have me meet you someplace so public if you’re being followed?” he asked.
She shrugged, “Because I have no idea what I’m doing. I’ve never had a stalker before now, you know? That’s why I called you.” A little sob escaped her chest, and she tried to keep the tears at bay, failing miserably.
“Don’t cry, Sophia,” he whispered, wiping the tears from her cheeks.
He used to tell her that when she had a bad day and would hide away in the girl’s room which was more like a dormitory, and cry.
Luca would always find her in there and go in to talk to her, even though it was against the house rules.
“Sorry,” she sniffled, “I’ve just been so stressed out, I guess it’s all just caught up with me. This is the safest I’ve felt in months,” she admitted.
“Months,” Luca repeated. “Why didn’t you call me sooner?
You were afraid all this time and didn’t reach out to me?
” She could tell that he was angry, even though he wasn’t yelling at her.
Luca was never a yeller, but the way he stared her down, just like he had when they were kids, she knew that he was pissed.
“I wasn’t sure what to do. I’ve already told you that this is my first stalker. Plus, I didn’t want to burden you with my problems.”
“You’d never be a burden, Sophia, and fuck my problems,” he breathed. “Tell me what’s going on and start at the beginning.”
“Well, if you want the story from the beginning, then we have to start here,” she said, looking back at the abandoned house.
“Here,” he said, “did something happen to you after I left you here?” he asked.
“Kind of, but not what you’re thinking. Do you remember a kid named Peter who lived here at about the same time as we did?
He was about my age; I think and had dark hair and glasses.
He was kind of nerdy and not much of a threat.
” When you spent years in foster care, as they both had, you learned to assess who was a threat and who was harmless.
“Yeah, I remember him. Let me guess, he wasn’t as harmless as you believed him to be,” Luca drawled.
“Apparently, not,” she breathed. “It’s been almost ten years since I left that house, and he looked me up.
Pete showed up at my apartment one night a few months ago, and he pushed his way in when I told him that I couldn’t talk but would love to catch up over coffee in a few days.
He didn’t like that I was telling him no, and he refused to leave. ”
“Did he hurt you?” Luca asked his anger back again.
“No, I snuck into the bathroom and called the cops. They arrested him for trespassing, but that wasn’t the last time I saw Pete.
He showed up at my school, and my second graders were terrified by the man peeking into my classroom windows.
I called security and the cops showed up and took him away again.
I’m worried that he’s just going to keep following me and one of these times, things are going to escalate.
He basically camps outside of my apartment, and I’m scared to even go home every evening. ”
“Tell me how I can help,” he insisted.
“Can I stay with you until I can figure out what to do about him?” she asked. Sophia hated asking for such a big favor. “I know that this is a huge ask, but I’d be grateful and even find a way to pay you back. I won’t cramp your style. You won’t even know that I’m there,” she promised.
“No need to pay me back and I’m sure that I’ll love having you around. We can go back to your place and grab your stuff now,” he offered.
“No need,” she said, “I packed my stuff and put it in my trunk this morning. I decided that if you said no, I’d find someplace else to stay because I wasn’t going back home until Pete is behind bars for good. I’m just not sure how to make that happen.”
“You leave that to me. How about if you follow me back to my place, and we can sit down and figure out our next move?” Luca asked.
She wasn’t sure why his offer had her feeling those same damn butterflies as she had when he pulled up today for their meeting, but they were fluttering around her stomach reminding her about her huge crush on Luca.
Maybe staying with him was going to be more of a curse than help, but she had nowhere else to go.
Sophia was just going to have to ignore those butterflies and act like an adult because she wasn’t that same seventeen-year-old girl anymore, and Luca was definitely not the boy she used to know. He had grown into one fine-ass man.
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