8. Cord

CHAPTER 8

Cord

I t's been months. I can't eat, can't sleep. My editor called me asking about my next book and I hung up on her. I don't have anything to say to her or anyone else.

I need my angel. I need to touch her, taste her. I can still taste her musky juices on my tongue and my dick stays rock-hard. But I will not touch myself. I need to find my angel and punish her for leaving me, for breaking me.

I can't even write. When I look at my computer, all I see is an image of her lying in my arms sleeping, her chestnut curls tousled and her long lashes lying on her flushed cheeks. Her pouty lips were open on a soft snore and it was the damnedest thing I ever saw. Like an angel fell to earth. Her soft skin glistening in the dim light.

I miss her, dammit! I need her.

Audrey finally realized she wasn't getting her book until I got my angel so she hired a private detective. But it's fucking ridiculous to get her information. It's like she almost doesn't exist.

But I know she does. She's out there somewhere with my heart and I fucking want it back. With her attached.

After months with no information, I called a buddy of mine with a computer security company. I'm still waiting to hear from him.

There's a knock at my door and I eye it listlessly. I don't want to get it. But maybe it's her.

I stand up, using my hand to lever myself up. I open the door and my buddy, Harrison eyes me in disgust.

"Jesus! What the hell, man? You are a wreck!"

I turn and head back in the house, my steps slow and painful. It feel like my whole damn body is one big mess of anguish without her by my side.

I sit down slowly and groan when my body touches the chair. "Well?"

He comes across and sits down across from me. "I hope to hell that you don't look like this for much longer. You're pathetic, man."

"Give me my girl's information and we'll call it even. I won't hurt you for saying that shit."

He holds out a slip of paper and pulls it back when I get my fingers on it. He holds it by his head. "You promise that you're not going to do anything crazy?"

I glare at him. "You give me this information and Audrey and I are going to make arrangements for me to go there for a book signing if there's anywhere close to it. Then I'm gonna do my best to get her alone and find out why the hell she left and fix whatever the fuck the problem is. I'm not gonna kidnap her for fuck's sake!"

Maybe. I'm fucking desperate.

He hands me the slip of paper and I read the address. "Wildwood, Colorado?" I glance up at him.

"Yep. She's apparently the assistant to the mayor of Wildwood."

I nod my head. That fits. I think my girl could do anything so running a small town with a mayor sounds perfect for her. I think she fucking organized that trip specifically to lose her v-card and I'm assuming she did a lot of planning with that.

I look up at him. "Thank you. I'm gonna call Audrey and get the ball rolling. I appreciate this."

"Don't worry. Just don't make me regret this."

I won't. Thanks, man."

He shakes his dark head and stands up. "I hope you know what the fuck you're doing cause you seem like you're barely hanging on. Don't let this one woman twist you up so bad that you can't take it if she's not interested."

"She is interested. I don't know why she did this. But I'm gonna find out and then I'm gonna take her home with me and make sure that she knows how much I need her.

Five months without my angel has been torture and I'm done. I intend to make sure that she knows…we're it for each other. There is no going back.

Fate brought us together and you can't fight fate. No matter how hard you try.