I can work on her later, talk her into coming with me.
Because there is no way I feel comfortable with leaving her here without me.
And if she won’t come, then I will, without a doubt, have security detail assigned to her and Jett, until I can get back to them. Then, I will figure out what the fuck I am going to do for the rest of the races because I’m sure as hell not leaving her for extended periods of time while her jailbird of an ex is on the loose.
“HE’S DRIVING ME NUTS!” I hiss down the phone at Leandro. “He’s everywhere I go. I can’t even pee in peace without him standing outside the door. I feel like I’m back to the days when Jett was a toddler, and he used to follow me everywhere—bathroom included!”
Leandro laughs that deep rich laugh of his.
“It’s not funny!” I bite.
“I know, babe, but Andre is only doing his job.”
“A job that I don’t want him to be doing. I told you that getting a security guy for Jett was a great idea, but I don’t need one.” I point a finger at myself as if he could see me. “And I have patients coming in while he’s sitting out in the waiting room, and he’s scaring the life out of them. He’s bad for my business. I work on privacy here, Leandro.”
“Okay, I’ll tell him to sit outside your building in his car. Would that be better?”
“Much. Thank you. I do appreciate you looking out for me,” I add so not to sound like an ungrateful bitch, even though I didn’t want the security for myself. “It’s just weird, having him shadowing me.”
“I just want you to be safe, India. You and Jett both.”
Jett doesn’t know that Paul is out of prison. I thought long and hard whether to tell him or not, and both Leandro and Kit agreed with me that the best thing would be to keep it from Jett for now. I don’t want to disrupt his life unnecessarily at the moment. He thinks we have the security because of Leandro’s fame. Honestly, he loves having a bodyguard. I think he thinks he’s a celebrity now.
“We’re fine. It’s been over a week since Paul got out of prison, and he’s made no attempt to contact me.”
“Well, I am not taking any chances, so Andre and his team stay put until I get back.”
“How’s it going there?” I ask, changing the subject.
“Good. The car is performing well, so it’s just going to be down to me.”
“You’ll do amazing like you always do, and we’ll be watching all weekend, cheering you on.”
“I really wish you were here.” His voice lowers. “I miss you so fucking much. I hate being away from you.”
“Me, too.”
“When I get back, we’re spending a full day in bed.”
I feel a tingling between my thighs. I went years with minimal amounts of sex, but since being with Leandro, I’ve gotten used to having it every day, multiple times, and now, my body is struggling to go without him. “Sounds awesome.”
“It will be. I’m going to strip you naked, and kiss and lick every inch of your hot body. Lavish my full attention on every single part of you. Then, when I’m done worshipping you, I’m going to sit you on my face and have you come all over my tongue. And when I’m done licking up all your juices, I’m going to fuck your mouth with my cock, then, I’m going to fuck your gorgeous tits, right before bending you over and taking you from behind while I fuck your ass with my fingers.”
“Jesus, Leandro.” I shudder.
“Are you wet for me, India?” His voice has gone dark and sultry.
“Yes,” I breathe.
“I’m hard, babe. So fucking hard. Touch yourself for me.”
I’m just reaching my hand down when the buzzer in my office goes off, telling me I have a patient.
I let out a groan. “Shit. I have a patient. Can we put this on ice until later?”
“Sure. But I might have to go jack off in my room before I go back to the garage. Otherwise, I’m going to be sporting a boner all day.”
“Sorry.” I giggle.
“You will be when I see you next,” he growls.
“I love you.”
“Love you, too.”
“Speak to you tonight?”
“I’ll call you when I’m done at the track.”
Reluctantly, I hang up and dial through to Sophie to let her know to let my next patient in.
My working day is done. I lock up my office and head down to the car where Andre is waiting to drive me home.
As I exit the building, I have the strangest sensation ripple down my spine.
Like I’m being watched.
I’ve been feeling it these past few days, but I’m putting it down to anxiety. The fact that Paul hasn’t made any form of contact has actually left me unnerved and a tad paranoid.
As I approach the car, Andre already has the door open and waiting for me.
“Thank you.” I smile at him.
For all that his presence annoys me in a way, he is a really nice man.
He rounds the car and gets in, shifting the car with his large frame.
“Good day?” he asks as he starts the engine.
“Long. I’m ready to get home and relax.”
“Jonah will be taking over from me in half an hour, so you’ll see his car sitting outside,” Andre tells me as he walks me to my door. “Usual protocol. Anything suspicious, press the panic alarm.”
“I’ll be fine,” I assure him.
The security guys rotate on shift. Leandro wanted Jett and me to have twenty-four-hour security.