Free From This Moment by Alison Chaffin Higson Page A

with your ankles around my neck and my mouth between your thighs.”
     
    Speechless. “That.... was.... evil.”
     
    Chuckling, “Payback love.”
     
    “I’ll give you payback.... when you get home I’m going to get you naked and put my hands and mouth all over you.  When you can’t stand the teasing anymore, I’m going to put your rock hard penis between my legs, where you’ll find me very hot.... very wet.... and very tight.  I love you Cade, hurry home.”  Laughing, I hang up on him.
     
    After a hot shower and dressing, I head downstairs, finding a note from Jake saying he’ll be back soon.
     
    Just finishing breakfast I hear the door bell.  Going to answer it, wondering who it could be, because I presume Cade’s daughters wouldn’t bother ringing the bell and just enter.
     
    Opening the door, whatever greeting I was going to say flies straight out of my head, “Nick, what the hell are you doing here?”
     
    He looks rough.   “Aren’t you going to invite me in?”
     
    “No, I’m not, this isn’t my house.”   Pausing, “Hang on a minute, I never told you were I was staying.”
     
    How the hell did he find me?
     
    “A friend of mine followed you back here yesterday.   Oh yes, he saw you all kissy face with that older guy.  Your taste has gone downhill babe.”
     
    God, I really want to hit him, and if he doesn’t leave I will, “He’s a better guy than you ever were, or ever will be.”
     
    Going to slam the door in his face, he stops the momentum with his body, pushing his way inside and slams the door shut behind him.
     
    I start to back away from him, feeling threatened, remembering my phone is in my cardigan pocket.  I put my hand inside and turning my phone the correct way, I press down on what I hop Kon cardigan e is the number three button, praying it connects to Jake.  I thank god that I thought to programme both Cade and Jake into my speed dial.  “I think you better leave now, before I call the Sheriff.”
     
    Walking slowly towards me while taking in his surroundings, “You don’t think I’m going to let you do that, do you babe?   Shame on you!”
     
    “What the hell do you want Nick?”   I put the breakfast bar between us.
     
    With an evil grin, “Money of course and we both know you have plenty of it.”
     
    Trying to keep my voice steady, “You bastard, after how you played me, you have no chance of getting any money out of me. I really think you should leave.”
     
    “I’ll leave when I get m y money and not before,” he starts to move slowly towards me around the breakfast bar.
     
    I start backing away from him, but there isn’t really anywhere else to go.
     
    Keep him talking and it might distract him...  Dear God!
     
    “If you need money why haven’t you sold the car I bought you?”   I’m still inching away from him.
     
    He laughs at me.  “Why would I do that when I love that car and you can give me more cash?”
     
    “If you want money, why did you cancel the wedding?”
     
    After a pause, “Let’s just say my conscience got the better of me.”
     
    “Well no matter what, you’re not getting any more out of me.”  I tell him, as he dashes around the breakfast bar and grabs me.  I scream.
     
    Holding me by the throat, “Shut up.”   I shudder.
     
    He takes hold of my arms and holds me against the refrigerator, “Oh yes, I will, you are going to transfer one million dollars to my account in the Caymans.”
     
    Jake where are you?  Please hurry!
     
    Crying now, I can’t hold my tears anymore, “What makes you think you can get away with this?”
     
    “I know I can get away with this, because you aren’t going to tell anyone, because if you do a friend of mine will come after your boyfriend.”
     
    Seeing my shocked expression, “So you see I’ll be free and clear because you don’t want anything happening to him,” he smiles while still pinning me to the refrigerator. nt s>
     
    “What do you