Missing You

Chapter Twenty-Six: It Comes To A Head

Nina slid to the floor and held her knees to her chest unsure of how to take what just happened. A few seconds later, the lights came back on as the storm continued on outside. Then picked up her bag and absently wiped at her tears, not knowing when she started crying. Then she looked down to the floor to see the hat she had knocked off his head. It was black with the white words that said, “I Know A Ghost”. It confirmed that he was the one at the concert as she had thought. Taking it to her face, she inhaled his scent and then placed it in her bag. As she made her way out of the coffee shop, she stopped to look at one of the baristas, “Did you see the man that just left?”

A young girl of about seventeen looked at Nina, “Yeah, big dude. Tall, muscular. He headed that way,” and pointed.

Nina looked in his direction and then back at the barista, “Thank you,” and took off in the direction she was told. As she went outside, she could see the man dressed in dark jeans with a long sleeve black shirt on and he was getting into a truck she didn’t recognize and was too far away to see what the license plate read. Wrapping her arms around herself, she stood under the awning as the rain went down in buckets. Finally, she just made a run for her Land Rover and headed home.

Draven on the other hand cursed himself for what he had just done. It was stupid. He lucked out when Radar said he would shut down the city block of lights with the thunderstorm as a great cover, but he said he only had about five minutes or less before the city grid would override his code and bring the lights back up. Ever since the Nickelback Concert, he could think only of being with Nina. Before all of this, he had made love to her in Hawaii. Slow and sweet, showing her how much he loved her. But that woman from the concert just wanted a f**k, plain and simple and he provided it, because that is what she wanted and what they both needed. Now, that was all he could think about. After agreeing to what Radar told him, he had gone into the coffee shop as Nina had gone into the restroom. As soon as the lights had gone out, he had made his move on Nina and had pushed her back into the restroom.

He wanted so badly to answer her when she had pleaded with him for his name, but he couldn’t. Not yet. When she had said to f**k her, he lost it and so he did. Being with her in the dark was a dream come true and he had never come so hard in his life. After he had come, he nearly collapsed from the physical toll it took on him, but f**k if that two times he’d had s*x with her were the hottest of his life. Now, he was cursing himself as he drove around to double backed to the coffee shop to follow Nina back home. He also was disappointed that in his hurry to leave her before the lights went back on, he also lost his hat. He parked with the lights off and the engine running and watched her run in the rain up the stairs and into her condo. He had been spending many hours researching her new locks and how to disable them so he could get into her condo.

Draven patiently waited in his rented truck as the storm raged on and waited for the lights to go out to indicate Nina was going to sleep. Once she had, he waited for a few moments before getting out of his truck and running over to her condo in the pouring rain. As luck was on his side, the lights went out, not of Radar’s doing, but that helped to disable her lock without being noticed. Quietly, he let himself into her condo and closed and locked the door. Slowly, he made his way towards the back of her condo to her bedroom, careful not to track water or mud on her floor.

Checking, he saw that her television was off because the electricity was out, and she was indeed asleep. He could tell with her deep and steady breathing. Needing to feel her against him, he took off his black long sleeve and undershirts quietly, using his undershirt to gently lay over her eyes, because he was going to wake her up. Before he did, he quietly undid his belt and lowered his jeans and his boxer briefs just enough to cover his c**k with a condom. Leaning over her sleeping form, he gently pulled back her covers and kissed her neck gently and slowly down her chest inhaling her scent as he did so. God, he could get lost in her forever.

He could see from the lightening that she was dressed in a tank top and her boy cut panties and nothing else. His hands went to the hem of her tank top, and he gently pushed it up exposing her abdomen and once he exposed her breasts, they immediately beaded at the cool air. Hiding a groan, he bent down and drew her n****e into his mouth where he gently sucked on her, paying homage to her skin and n****e.

In her sleep, Nina was gently awoken with a sensation her n****e was being sucked on. Opening her eyes, she realized a shirt was draped over them, “What that?” Then she smelled his scent again of cigarette smoke, whiskey and Creed and he silenced her with a finger over her lips and a soft, “Sshh”. Now that she was awake, he moved his body over hers and kissed his way from her breast to her neck and then to her lips. She arched up to him, and went to put her arms around him, but he used both of his hands to take hers to her metal railing of her headboard and closed her hands around them. He knew that if he let her touch him, that it would be over before it started.

She tried to maneuver her head to move the shirt aside, but he moved his hands and held it down relaying the message that she wasn’t to remove the shirt. She relaxed a little and he went back to kissing her lips. She moaned when he gently bit her lip and moved down from her lip to her neck where he found her spot that just made her weak and filled her with pleasure. He gently sucked and licked her spot and moaned in appreciation when she arched up to him. She felt the scrape of his facial hair as he then kissed his way back to her breasts. As he paid homage to her breasts, his hand played with the other and his mouth did its magic. He gently massage, molding, caressing, and playing with her n*****s until her n*****s were pebbled so hard, he thought they could cut glass. He repeated the process with her other breast switching activities until she was restless against him.

He then laid between her legs to stop her from arching up to find something, anything other than air. Her legs went around him gently. He was already rock hard as he had been since the restroom at the coffee shop and when she put her legs around him, it drew him to nestle between her beautiful p***y. The only thing preventing him from entering her hot body was the thin layer of panties that were soaked with her arousal.

As he continued to fondle and kiss her breasts, he gently moved against her, earning gasps of pleasure and surprise from her. A few moments later, he felt her shaking and she said softly, “Oh, god, I’m coming!” He increased the friction between her legs, the suction he had on her n****e, and the pinching of her other one. Then he felt a warm gush as she came hard and completely soaked her panties, loving when she gasped softly.

Smiling, Draven moved only to hook his fingers under her panties and slid them down her legs. She obliged and lifted her hips to help him and moaned as his lips followed the trail her panties did. A few moments later, she felt the heaviness of his body and wideness of his shoulders as he lowered himself between her legs. When she lifted her hips, he barred his arm strongly and tightly across her hips to hold her down. Then she bit her lips when she felt the roughness of his facial hair against her wet center. She lost her breath as he started to eat her out.

She gasped, “Yes, please, right there.”

He used his tongue and his lips to please her, paying very close attention to her c**t. When he added his fingers, she tried to arch up, but he again held her down and she started coming. He gently bit down on her c**t and sucked, causing her to almost scream from the intensity. As she contracted from her orgasm, Draven then entered her body in a hard thrust which caused her to have another orgasm as he deeply growled, “Mine!”

He waited for her to come down from it so she could concentrate on what he was doing to her and to her body. As she did, she moved her head towards him and said in the dark, “Please, tell me your name. Let me see you.”

Instead, he answered her by pulling her leg up into the crook of his arm and braced his hand over hers on the rail and started moving inside of her. She used her one leg to try and hold onto him. The roughness of his jeans between the soft skin of her thighs was so erotic. Eventually, he lowered himself to her, to hold onto her under her delicious body so his arms snaked up her back and his hands held onto her shoulders. This hold helped him to hold her in place as he pounded into her. As he felt the familiar tightening of her around his hard c**k, he kissed her lips and moved against her. A few thrusts later, and she was coming around him, her free hand going around his large body and as she cried out her nails raked up his back. She loved hearing him hiss as her nails dug into his skin. Then he gently collapsed onto her softness as they both breathed heavily trying to make sense of the world.

Nina wanted to see his face so badly. As they lay there wrapped up in each other, he eventually had to move because he had to leave. When he withdrew from her body, she winced slightly at the loss of his warmth and girth, and the fact that he brushed her c**t that was still very sensitive. Her hands went to the shirt covering her eyes and as she tried to pull the shirt away, his hands returned to hers to hold the shirt in place.

She whimpered, “Please. I want to see you. I want to know you.” It almost broke Draven at that moment, with her pleading with him. Instead, he took her hands to his face and shook his head. She almost cried, “Please.” He squeezed his eyes shut and slowly shook his head. He leaned down to kiss her one last time and then he was gone. Nina immediately sat up and let the shirt fall to her lap, seeing that her power was back on with the television playing in the background.

She quickly scanned her room to find it empty. She then jumped out of bed and went to her bathroom to find it empty, and then quickly went into her living room to find it empty and her door was locked. Confused about what just happened, confused about how a complete stranger could turn her on so much and that she had s*x with now three times, she covered her face as she shook her head and held back tears. Composing herself she stripped off her tank top that was bunched under her arms and went into her bathroom to take a shower.

Once she was dressed in a fresh tank top and leggings, she pulled her sheets off of her bed and placed fresh ones on her bed. As she went to stuff the sheets in the washer, she noticed that the plain white undershirt fell to the floor. Picking it up, she noticed that it didn’t have a logo, a tag, or anything to identify who designed it, much less who owned it. Taking it to her nose, she inhaled the scent of cigarette smoke, whiskey and Creed, and something else that was a familiar scent. She knew she had smelled it before, but she couldn’t place it. Then she decided to throw it away instead of wash it. She also realized that the panties she had worn to bed and that her stranger had removed, were gone.

The next morning, when she got up, she felt the soreness of her body from her legs to her arms, to her p***y. She also felt exhausted. Her emotions were all over the place and it was driving her crazy that she didn’t know who her mystery man was and that she was so confused. As she lay contemplating her next move, her cellphone rang. Looking at it, she saw that it was Misty. She answered, “Good morning, Miss.”

“Wow, are you okay, Mamas? You sound like shit.”

Nina felt the tears but held them back, “Because I feel like shit.”

“Well, meet me at Caldo for brunch in about two hours and you can tell me all about it.”

Nina said softly, “Alright. Two hours. Brunch. Caldo. Got it,” and hung up. Just as she hung up, her FaceTime went off. Seeing it was Blaine, she rolled onto her side and rejected his call. She really didn’t feel like talking to the opposite s*x today, much less her brother. Finally, an hour after Misty called her, Nina got up and got dressed and rejected four more calls from Blaine. It was something she rarely ever did, but today she needed for herself to deal with the storm that was going on in her head.

She got dressed in black leggings and an oversized grey sweater with her grey low top Chucks. After pulling her hair in a very messy bun, she was on her way to brunch. When she walked into the restaurant thirty minutes later, Misty was already waiting for her with two cups of coffee in front of her. When she waved Nina over, she lost her smile and stood up the moment she saw the state that Nina was in, “What happened?” and immediately hugged Nina tightly. Nina held onto her and held in her tears. Eventually, a concerned Misty let Nina sit down but held onto her hand.

Nina eventually let the tears she didn’t want to cry, fall. Grabbing a napkin, she took a few moments to compose herself and dried her tears. Then lifting her tearing eyes to Misty, “f**k boy from the concert,” seeing Misty smile slightly and then nodded silently for her to continue, “Somehow, he found me. I went to the coffee shop by my house yesterday to work on my novel. I was feeling stir crazy and needed to get out, so I went there. As it got dark, the storm was moving in, and the lights went out when I was in the restroom. When I went to open the door to leave, I felt a hand go on my chest and push me back inside. Miss, it was him. And yes, we f****d again in the restroom at the f*****g coffee shop. I tried to go after him when the lights came back on, but he was gone. I went home, showered, and got in bed. The next thing I know, I am being woken up with someone sucking on my n****e. I wake up, there is a shirt covering my eyes, but it was f**k boy. He wouldn’t let me see his face.”

“How did you know it was him?”

“His scent and the feel of his body. I knew it was him. I pleaded with him to give me his name. He never spoke, he just put my hands on the sides of his face and shook his head. And then he was gone. I took the shirt off and looked around and he was gone. I don’t know how he even got in with all the f*****g locks I have on my doors,” looking down at her cup of coffee and then raising her eyes to Misty, “Miss, he is the guy from the Crowder concert. The one that was starring at me.”

“How do you know that?”

“I knocked his hat off in the restroom at the coffee shop. It’s a Crowder hat. It says ‘I know a ghost” on it.”

Misty sat in stunned silence, “Are you sure?”

Nina nodded, “What the f**k is going on, Misty? I am not this person. I don’t let random men f**k me in public places, much less in my home. I am a little freaked out because I cannot figure out how he got into my home. Not that waking up the way he woke me up was so terrible, but it is freaking me out. I mean, he obviously knows who I am, but I don’t know who he is.”

“And he never said his name?”

Nina shook her head, “And I am so torn right now,” Misty holding her hand as she wiped at her tears, “There is a part of me that really really enjoyed that s*x because that is what it was. And then the other part of me feels like I am cheating on Draven,” her hand going to her face, “I feel so lost, I don’t know what to feel and I don’t know what to do. I have never felt as lost as I do right now,” the tears flowing freely, “Even when my dad left us all so young, and my mom died. What do I do, Misty?”

Misty looked at her, “Do you think one of your brothers could find out?”

“I am not about to tell my brothers that I had random s*x with a stranger. Do you know how much s**t they will give me? I just got rid of babysitter, they will put him back on me in a heartbeat. I am a grown woman that raised them, and they don’t trust me to live my own life. That is complete and utter bullshit!”

Then the lightbulb went off. Misty said, “That’s it! It’s gotta be your babysitter then. He would be the only one to know where you are and how to deactivate any type of locks or security system you have. He is the one that would know your schedule, know where you go, who you hang out with. He would know your details, Mamas. It has to be him.”

Nina felt they were going in the right direction, but she shook her head, “I don’t think so. My brothers have always been strict with them that they understand that I am off limits.”

Misty sipped her coffee, “Perhaps that is what the understanding is, but how much are you willing to bet that the follow thru is anything but? Let’s face it, your brothers are not here to stop him.”

Nina looked at her and felt she was right. The reality that her f*****g babysitter was taking advantage of her vulnerability pissed her off. It also cemented that in her gut, and what she knew all along was that her brother’s didn’t back off with the babysitter. Feeling just a hair slightly better about who she was having s*x with and how it was happening, she knew what she had to do.

Later on that night, Nina finished packing a bag and called Misty to let her know she was going to be gone for a little bit. She told her about the Anonymity Act and would be gone for a while, she didn’t know how long exactly. Misty tried to talk her out of it telling her that she should try and catch the guy in the act or finally go to the police. Nina merely said she was going to handle it all her way.

As she packed a bag, now furious because she knew Misty was right, she ignored another FaceTime request from Blaine. Since this morning, he had been trying to FaceTime her. She had declined him at least two dozen times if not more. As she grabbed her things from the bathroom to stuff in her bag, her phone rang again. She denied it and stuffed the items into her bag. Then her phone dinged to let her know that she had a text.

Picking up her phone she looked at it and in caps from Blaine it said, “ANSWER YOUR f*****g PHONE, ALPHA!” Once he saw that she read it, he called on FaceTime again. This time she angrily answered it, “What!” she yelled, her face one of rage.

“Why the f**k haven’t you been answering your f*****g phone, Alpha! I was about to deploy a team to come looking for your ass!” seeing that the rims of her eyes were red, and her face was puffy from crying. But he knew and could tell, she was absolutely livid.

She made a face at him and with a look of contempt and anger she said, “I, Rowena Moreno, also known as Alpha to my Wolf Pack, hereby invoke the Anonymity Act.”

“What the f**k! Why? What the f**k has happened?”

“Why don’t you go ask your f*****g babysitter? I told you to knock that f*****g s**t off and instead, you kept sending him back. Now, because of him, and because you and our brothers didn’t trust me to handle my own goddamn life, I am executing my right to invoke the Anonymity Act,” he tried to interject, and she stopped him, “No! I don’t want to f*****g hear it. You had your f*****g chance, and I am done. I am so f*****g done. As of right now, Blaine Michael Moreno, also known as Wolf with Wolf Pack are hereby put on f*****g notice.” He tried to protest but she looked at him and continued with contempt, “No!” she shouted, “I am going to turn my phone off now. Don’t f*****g look for me. Don’t call me. Don’t text me. Don’t you even f*****g email me. And definitely, do not even f*****g dare try to track me down. I will get back to you and our brothers when I am good and goddamn ready. Until then, back. The. f**k. Off,” and ended her FaceTime.

Instead of turning off her phone, she blocked all numbers except for a few like Misty and her Editor, Hannah, and not Draven’s ex-Hannah, and she shut off her GPS location and pressed a button on her phone that would hide all of her doings. Finishing with her bag, she turned out the lights, grabbed her packed bag, a bag with her large wad of emergency cash in it and put it in her purse, grabbed her purse and her medical bag with her insulin in it and was out the door to a taxi since she could pay in cash. From that moment on she was technically off the grid. As she greeted the driver who smiled at her in kind, she gave him instructions of where to go. She put her earbuds in and turned on “Forsaken” by David Draiman. The lyrics were never more serendipitous than at that moment.

Back in Virginia where Blaine was stationed, after Nina put him on notice, he had broken his phone again by throwing it on the floor. After, he asked for permission to leave his shift early and drove over to Draven’s quarters. He knew he had gotten in that afternoon and his gut was telling him that him being put on notice was Draven’s doing. Walking up to his door, he banged on the door with his closed fist, “Open the f*****g door, Shadow!” he yelled.

Draven answered a few moments later concerned, “What’s wrong?” dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt. Blaine pushed him inside causing him to lose his balance and fall onto the floor. Blaine then unleased a flurry of blows to Draven’s face and body. Draven caught off guard winced as the first three reached him before he was able to buck Blaine off of him, only to have Blaine go for him again. They fought there on his small living room floor, destroying his table and a bookshelf he had. The television only made it because it was anchored to the wall.

When Blaine had him pinned, he grabbed Draven by his slightly bloody face, “What the f**k did you do to my sister!” he demanded, “She just f*****g told me she invoked the Anonymity Act and put me on f*****g notice!” he growled.

“What the f**k is that?” he said between Blaine’s clenched hand. He could see that his knuckles were split and bleeding because of the blows he had given Draven.

“It means that she is going off the grid until she feels like coming out of it. It means she figured that we never called you off. Her ‘babysitter’. It means that no one will be able to find her or speak to her. It means that being on notice puts my rank as alpha male up for auction. It means that my sister is so f*****g angry at me, and our brothers,” saying through clenched teeth, “That she would rather f*****g disappear than deal with us,” and roughly released him as he stood. “It means that my sister, my alpha, is questioning my loyalty to her,” seeing Draven stand up slowly holding his ribs, “Now, I ask you one more time,” Blaine growled, “What. The. f**k. Did. You. Do. To. My. Sister?”