Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
COLTON
I EXIT THE bathroom for her to finish up in the tub when I hear a knock on my bedroom door. I tighten the towel around my hips, tying it off, and open the door to see Finn standing there.
“I thought you might want this.” He offers me a cell phone.
“Why does this look familiar?” I wonder out loud. It’s in a simple black case. Alex already gave me the two he found in her car. We knew one was hers, and the other was Tatum’s. Why would I want this one too?
“Because it was Nate’s,” he answers.
Looking up at him, I frown. “How did you get it?”
“I found it at Mike’s. I didn’t want to give it to you in front of the guys. But I thought you’d want to see what’s on it.”
I fist it in my hands. “See what’s on it? What the fuck does he have? Is it naked pictures of her from when they were dating?” That’s the last thing I want to fucking look at.
He shakes his head. “He recorded it.”
My stomach sinks, the blood rushing from my face. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse. The motherfucking bastard recorded it.
“She hasn’t told you?” he questions, noticing my reaction.
“Why would she tell me that?” I growl.
He sighs heavily. “She was aware, Colt. It wasn’t like he had it hidden in the house.”
Nate is lucky that she killed him. I would have made it very slow and very painful.
He goes on at my silence, “I’m guessing he was going to send it to you. You know, since all of this started with your sex tape.”
My teeth grind at the fact I did this to her. Every little fucking thing I’ve done because I was a jealous little bitch led to this very second. I’d give my life if I could take it all away for her. If I had just chased her down after my call with Mitch. I could have prevented all of this. “Did you watch it?” I clear my throat.
He nods, and his eyes soften. “Yeah.” They look over to my closed bathroom door and then back to mine. “She put up one hell of a fight.” Running his hand through his hair awkwardly, he adds, “It’s fucked up, I know. But if it were me, I’d want to know.” Slapping the doorway, he takes a step back into the hall. “I broke into it and removed the code access needed.”
“We’ll go through it tomorrow. No telling what else is on here,” I grind out. We need to find out who that truck belongs to. They’re going to question where it went and why Nate hasn’t returned it.
“I didn’t go through it, but I did check his last incoming message. Mike had texted him.”
“And?”
“He was turning around and heading back. Told Nate that he was all in and they could take Raylee to his parents’ cabin. It’s like an hour away, and they could play with her as long as they wanted. No one would think twice to look for her there.”
He’s wrong. I would have found her. The question is how long would I have waited to look for her?
“I think him walking in on Nate dead scared him. He thought he could call you and get away with it. Especially after what he told us earlier. He thought she was unconscious, so he never expected her to tell us the truth.”
Over my dead body will he get away with this. “Thanks again.”
He nods and then walks away.
I hear the bathroom door open, and I quickly open the top drawer to my dresser and stick the phone under my boxers, so she won’t find it. I’ll watch it later after she’s asleep. Turning around, I see her standing in the doorway of the bathroom.
She’s got scratch marks up and down her calves and stitches in her face. A part of the bruise from the seat belt is noticeable, the rest of it is currently hidden by the towel that’s wrapped underneath her arms. Her neck shows he tried to choke her. I’ve always been rough with our sex, but I’ve never made her look like I physically abuse her.
Pushing off the doorway, she drops the towel. She’s testing me. To see what I’ll do. If I’ll treat her different. I wasn’t lying to her. My feelings about her haven’t changed, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to tie her to my bed and beat her ass with my belt while I fuck her mouth. Her body needs time to recover. And who knows how she’ll react if I were to actually put my hands on her. Will she see me as Nate? Will she freeze up? Try to kill me? Either one is very possible.
She walks over to where I stand, and I allow her to remove the towel from my hips. Her eyes drop to my hard dick, and my teeth clench. Of course, I’m hard. I’m in love with this woman, and she’s standing in front of me naked.