Always Been Mine (23 page)

Valerie had shown properties all morning. As usual, she was running late again. The wine tasting was tonight. Alex would be attending with her, and was probably already home getting ready.

On her way back to Alex’s, she got a call from a restricted number. Valerie hesitated to answer. She hadn’t heard from Bruce in days and hoped he had finally given up. There were two important phone calls she was waiting for from clients, and she didn’t want to chance missing them. She clicked the button and paused before saying hello.

“So, I see you switched from doing the boss to the steroid freak this week.” Bruce’s words were slurred. “You got me penciled in for next week?”

Valerie gripped the wheel. “Not if my life depended on it.”

“Well, it just might!” He went from calm and teasing to loud and wild in an instant. “I’m watching you, Val. It’s just a matter of time—”

She hung up before he got any more obnoxious. Her heart was pounding already she didn’t need to hear anymore. She glanced in her rearview mirror. The car behind her was too close. She sped up and so did the car. There was no making out if it was him but it was definitely a guy.

With her heart at her throat now, she panicked and grabbed her phone. She wasn’t even sure who to call. She didn’t want to alarm Alex. Calling the police was out of the question. What would she say?
The car behind me is tailgating?
The light turned yellow and she sped up to catch it. No way was she stopping. The car behind her sped up as well and took the yellow, as it turned red.

Valerie hit the speed dial and called Isabel’s cell. Just as Isabel answered, the car made a right on the street behind her. Valerie sighed in relief.

“Jesus!”

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, Bruce just called sounding all crazy. Then I got freaked out and thought someone was following me, but I was being paranoid.”

“Maybe you should get a restraining order, Valerie. We already know what he’s capable of. I still can’t believe they let him out so early.”

Valerie couldn’t believe it either. She’d never forget the day she found out about his release. Isabel reminded her constantly to check at least twice a month. He’d taken a plea bargain of three years. If the case had gone to trial and he lost he would’ve been slammed with five to fifteen years for attempted murder.

He didn’t even do the whole year. She was in tears the entire day. Her dad insisted she stay at his place the first few nights. She thought Bruce would have the common sense to stay away from her and any trouble that might get him thrown back in jail, but he seemed determined now to make her life hell.

She squeezed the wheel. If only he’d had the balls to go to trial. Having him locked down for that many years would’ve been so wonderful. She still couldn’t get over how he’d been offered the plea bargain to begin with.

Maybe pepper spray wasn’t enough. She’d look into getting a gun. If she ever found the time, she already put off getting a restraining order this whole week. “I will. I just have to make the time.”

She hung up and thought of the night ahead of her. As if thinking and worrying about how this evening was going to turn out wasn’t enough, she now had to tell Alex about the call.

He’d just stepped out of the shower when she walked in. He wore nothing but a towel around his waist when she walked in the room. No matter how many times Valerie saw his chiseled body she’d never get enough. He walked over to her and planted a breathtaking kiss on her. Immediately, his towel tented and he groaned, kissing her neck.

As much as she could go for a quick one right now and it would definitely calm her nerves, she knew it was late. “Alex, honey, we’re already running late.” She pulled away gently but couldn’t resist kissing his hard chest before taking a step away.

“I know. I’m surprised I beat you home. What happened?”

Valerie rushed to the closet. She didn’t have time to change. She’d just have to dress up the skirt suit she was already wearing with a different pair of shoes and silkier top. Letting her hair down would help too.

“Same thing.” She didn’t want to lie but she was telling him about the call like he’d asked. She didn’t have report it to him verbatim. “Asking when he gets to see me again.”

“What were his exact words?”

Okay, apparently he was expecting it to the letter. “I don’t even remember, Alex, I hung up on him mid-sentence. Only reason I even answered is because he used a restricted number to call me. I was expecting a few calls from clients. I didn’t want to miss them.”

Alex walked toward her. Valerie slipped a shoe on. Why did she bother trying? She knew Alex wouldn’t just drop this. She bent over to slip on the other. Already he stood over her as she stood up straight.

“Why are you being vague, babe?” He sought it out in her eyes. “What did he say exactly?”

*

Valerie would have to understand that when it came to this guy or anyone that might be out to hurt her, Alex needed to know everything. Hell, he wanted to be in on everything about her life no matter what it was. The comment she’d made on the subject of Isabel not having to tell Romero all the details of her past still didn’t sit well, with him. It was almost as if she was trying to tell him something.

He wouldn’t push on that, but this was different. He stood there waiting for a response. They weren’t going anywhere until he got one.

She took an exaggerated deep breath. “He said he knew that I had moved on from Luke to you and asked if I’d penciled him in for next week. I said not if my life depended on it, then…” She bit her lip and glanced away. “He said it just might. He started to say he was watching me and it was just a matter of time but I didn’t let him finish. I hung up.”

Alex went rigid, feeling a slow boil start up inside him. He stared at her for a moment, taking in how fragile she seemed to him all of a sudden.
A matter of time?
Before they got back together, hearing something like this would’ve simply enraged him. Now, rage wasn’t the only thing that bolted through him. Now there was an unfamiliar sensation coursing through him: Ice cold fear.

Protecting Valerie was his priority now, but he couldn’t be around her twenty-four seven. He knew there were a lot of sick people out there one of them was after the woman he loved. The thought of something happening to her ripped at him like scorching bullets.

“We’re going downtown tomorrow and getting that restraining order. I want this guy locked up the second he tries to contact you.”

Valerie nodded and stepped forward, putting her arms around him. Alex hugged her tightly, wishing he could have her in his arms every moment of the day. He’d know then for sure she’d be safe.

“Don’t worry, Alex. I’ll be fine.”

Alex kissed her head. “Yeah you will. I’ll make sure of it.”

*

The ride to the winery was a bit tense. Alex wanted to know more about Bruce and her relationship with him. Valerie wanted to just drop it. She said she didn’t want to think about it anymore. Alex let it go for now, but he wanted to know more about this guy. Knowledge was power, and he wanted to arm himself with as much of it as he could if he was going to go up against this guy.

Wine tasting wasn’t new to Alex. He’d had plenty of invitations from wineries who were hoping to add their wine to the restaurant’s shelf. These events were always the same, a bunch of arrogant idiots who knew a lot about wine, and a bunch who were pretending to. Wine wasn’t his first choice of alcoholic beverage but it was up there and he knew his way around it.

Unlike most of the wine tasting events Alex had attended at the actual wineries, they held this one at a wine club. The entire place was reserved exclusively for this event. Valerie gasped as they walked up the entrance stairs.

Alex glanced at her then around at the people entering the club. “What’s wrong?”

“He didn’t tell me it was a black tie event.”

Alex let out a breath of relief. Most of the men were in tuxedos and the women in lavish evening gowns. He shrugged. None of them held a candle to Valerie. “You look beautiful, regardless.”

The place was already crowded as they walked in. Alex scanned the parking lot and now scanned the people at the event. He couldn’t care less about what he wore. The only thing on his mind was keeping Valerie safe.

His comment didn’t seem to change Valerie’s concern about being underdressed, though she didn’t let it slow her down. They’d only been there a few minutes, and she’d already worked her way through a good part of the crowd. After Valerie introducing Alex as “a friend of mine,” several times, Alex leaned over touching her arm and asked, “Why do you keep introducing me as your friend?”

Just as the corner of her lips began to raise an older woman in a black velvet gown interrupted them. “Valerie, I thought it was you. How’ve you been, little lady?”

Valerie’s eyes shot open and she immediately went to hug the woman. “Bernadette! Oh, my gosh. It’s been forever.”

They caught up quickly, and then Valerie turned back to Alex. “Alex I’d like you to meet Bernadette. She used to baby sit me when I was a little girl.”

Alex smiled leaning over to shake Bernadette’s hand.

“Bernadette, this is Alex.” Valerie glanced at Alex. “My boyfriend.”

Only then did Alex realize he’d never been introduced as anybody’s boyfriend in his life. It was a little weird but he liked it, especially hearing Valerie say it.

After the introduction, Bernadette turned to Valerie again. “How’s your father doing? I heard he was in the hospital not too long ago.”

“He’s better,” Valerie smiled. “It’s been over six months now since he got out of the hospital. We had quite a scare. He just has to watch his diet closely. His blood pressure is really touch and go.”

Bernadette shook her head. “Oh, yeah, Valerie. He really needs to watch that. Hypertension is no joke.”

Valerie talked to Bernadette for a few more minutes before Bernadette excused herself to get back to her sister, who’d she’d come with. Alex hadn’t taken his eyes off of Valerie the entire time she’d spoke with Bernadette. He saw the usual tenderness in her eyes as she spoke of her dad. There was no doubt how close she was to her father. It bothered him now that he hadn’t been there for her.

“I didn’t know your dad had been in the hospital.”

Valerie tilted her head. “A lot happens in a year, Alex. It’ll probably be a while before we get all caught up.”

Alex thought about that for a moment. He wanted to tell her how sorry he was that he wasn’t there for her, but they were interrupted again. The interruption this time wasn’t as welcome as Bernadette’s.

“I’m glad you made it.” Luke wore a tuxedo, and sloppy grin.

Alex refrained from frowning. Valerie stood her ground, appearing as unfazed as ever. “Thanks for telling me it was black tie.”

Luke glanced down at her clothes. “I’m sorry, hon. I thought you’d know.” His eyes averted to Alex who took a sip of his wine. “Sorry there’s no beer, Champ. But then we wouldn’t want you punching holes through walls anyway right?”

Luke laughed a bit too loud. The walls were the last thing he’d have to worry about if Alex started doing any punching. But Alex held back what he really wanted to say and smiled instead.

Alex’s eyes met Valerie’s. For the first time that evening, she appeared troubled. Alex winked to let her know she had nothing to worry about. He wasn’t about to let this drunk ass get to him.

Luke rubbed his hands against Valerie’s back. “Absolutely. You know me. I had a feeling that would make your day so I pulled a few strings.”

Normally it would take everything in his power to stay composed, but Alex had a feeling what Luke was up to. He didn’t flinch. As much as he wanted to stare the fucker down, he resisted and glanced around the room casually, taking another sip of his wine instead.

Valerie’s eyes stayed fixed on Alex even as she pulled away from Luke. Before she could say anything, Luke spoke up again. “Did she tell you about George Stone?”