her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she collapsed right in front of me.
“Oh no,” I caught her before she could hit the floor. “Angelina? Can you hear me?” I asked shaking her gently but she didn’t respond.
I let out a pained sigh as I lifted her into my arms and carried her back upstairs and into my bedroom. What am I going to do with you I said to myself as I laid her carefully down on the bed? I couldn’t take my eyes away from her. Even with a pale face and unruly hair, she was unbelievably breathtaking. I felt a slight stab of guilt at how I’ve treated her. In one morning I had frightened her, threatened her and swore at her. I flinched as I remembered the look she gave me when I charged at her with the vase. I wouldn’t be surprised if she thought that I was a demon sent from her own personal hell to torment and torture her. Carmella gasped in the doorway breaking my train of thought.
“What happened?” She asked rushing to her side. She even had Carmella wrapped around her little finger, somehow Colin’s voice came to me ‘she’s quite something, isn’t she?’
“Nothing, she just fainted,” I said surprised at how strained my voice sounded.
“What did you do?” She asked as her brown eyes started accusing me.
I shrugged, turning my gaze back to Angelina . I couldn’t deny that I had caused this situation. I could feel Carmella’s scrutinizing on my face, but I kept watching Angelina lying on my bed. My expression must have told her something because she sighed.
“You care about her, don’t you?” She asked softly.
“Yeah well I don’t want the CIA to come down on me if she has a heart attack,” I said confused.
“No, that’s not it,” she shook her head. “I know you Dennis, you’ve done this before. You never looked at other woman the way you look at this girl,” something clicked as I caught what she meant. “Nor did you ever sleep with them or bring them to your bedroom,” she continued but I couldn’t argue with the last statement.
Never had I brought a woman up to my bedroom before, even when I brought a few women home. I had sex with them in other rooms except for my bedroom. But there laid Angelina in the same bed where I made love to her in last night. Was this what it was all along? I cared about her? No! I don’t even know her, plus I don’t care about anything. I never did and never will.
“You’re wrong,” I simply replied turning towards the door.
“Am I?” She challenged.
“Absolutely ,” I stated as she dropped the conversation. “I have to get to work now,” I told her glancing at my watch. “I’ll call Pamela and Rebecca, they’ll be more than happy to prepare a decent wardrobe for her.”
I guess that will be my peace offering to Angelina , women loved clothes right? I glanced at her one last time wishing I could be here when she woke up. Who was I kidding? I was the reason why she was here in the first place. Maybe some time away from me would do her a world of good? I tore my eyes away from her to look back at Carmella, who looked very pleased about something.
“Prepare a room for her, tell Pam and Becca to put her clothes there as well,” I said to her as she nodded back to me.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of her when she wakes up,” she added as I gave her a small smile and rushed out.
As I left my bedroom I pulled out my cell phone from my inside pocket and called Colin. He answers on the first ring. Before I could even ask him anything about Benny he was already a step ahead of me.
“We’ll have this all under control Dennis, if we need your help you know I will call you immediately. Besides we can’t draw attention towards you. If Benny heard that we are onto him, he would flee or shorten his plans,” he said through the phone. I knew what he meant; Benny would lead us on a wild goose chase or kill Angelina immediately. I shuddered at the last option. I knew that he was right but still, I wanted to do