Chapter 6Rafael’s hands shook as they walked into Ashton’s house. Had Blake broken into his apartment? Who else would steal the cards? And if he knew the cards were there, it meant he was watching them, did it not?
“Is he watching?”
Ashton turned toward him. “What?”
“How did he know the cards were in the apartment? How did he know I wasn’t there?”
“I don’t know.”
“He has to be watching.” Rafael’s pulse sped up and he found it hard to fill his lungs.
“Hey.” Ashton wrapped his arms around him. “He’s not getting in here.” He caressed Rafael’s back in slow confident movements. Rafael wanted to melt into his embrace, wanted to soak up the heat and the comfort Ashton was offering, but he took a step back.
“We don’t know that. What if he was in here while we were at the apartment?” He hate
