Water Bound (24 page)
Authors: Christine Feehan
“Honey. Talk to me. You’ve had the soup for two months and suddenly you’re buying more. And Inez said you were in this morning and needed groceries. She asked if you were putting on a dinner party. I know you better than that. What’s going on?”
There it was, the direct question she’d been dreading. She sat in silence, her mind working fast, discarding ideas as soon as they popped into her brain.
It’s all right, Rikki
,
I’ll handle it.
Lev’s voice slid into her mind and she turned, knowing exactly what he was doing.
,
I’ll handle it.
Lev’s voice slid into her mind and she turned, knowing exactly what he was doing.
He pushed open the screen door and stepped out. He looked tough and dangerous, his jeans riding low on his hips and his shirt stretched taut across his broad chest. It was impossible to miss the defined muscles rippling beneath the material. He looked gorgeous to Rikki.
Blythe stood up and backed up a couple of steps, her eyes wide with shock. Lev smiled at her and offered his hand.
“I’m Levi Hammond,” he announced.
Make certain you use Levi instead of Lev,
he cautioned Rikki.
Make certain you use Levi instead of Lev,
he cautioned Rikki.
Blythe reluctantly shook his hand, all the while looking at Rikki. She couldn’t have failed to notice his bare feet or the intimate way he brushed his hand through Rikki’s hair before toeing a chair close to her and straddling it.
“Blythe Daniels,” Blythe muttered, and raised her eyebrow expectantly toward Rikki as she took her seat, a determined, almost alarmed, look on her face.
“I’m hoping for the tender job on Rikki’s boat,” Lev announced.
Rikki choked. She glared at him.
I’m telling the truth.
He sounded so innocent. She kept her face averted from Blythe. Damn the man. She could already see what was going to happen. He was going to use Blythe to manipulate her into letting him aboard her boat.
Her mouth tightened. “I told you, I don’t need a tender.” The moment the words left her mouth she knew she’d made a major mistake. If she’d just kept her mouth closed, Blythe would be concentrating on Lev’s dangerous look, not on whether she needed someone watching over her out at sea. And that was exactly how Blythe saw it. She knew nothing about urchin diving, but she wanted someone on board checking on Rikki’s safety. And Lev looked like the kind of man who could handle things.
“Of course you need a tender,” Blythe objected, falling neatly into Lev’s trap. “I’ve told you so for a long time. It’s just much safer with someone up top looking out for you.”
Behind the dark glasses Rikki rolled her eyes. Although she’d offered on the day of the wedding to go to sea with her, prior to that, Blythe had refused to even go out in the boat after the first time when she’d been so sick. The water had been calm the day Rikki had taken her out, but Blythe had been terrified. She was certain a great white was going to come up under the boat and take a big chunk out of it, or a giant squid would rise up and wrap its tentacles around the boat, dragging it beneath the sea. Now that the word was out that a methane gas bubble was suspected in the sinking of the yacht, Blythe had one more thing to worry about.
“I don’t want to have to go rescuing some amateur,” she muttered.
“I know how to dive,” Lev asserted.
“Tenders stay in the boat.”
“Which I have every intention of doing.” He managed to look pious.
“Where did you meet?” Blythe asked, looking from one to the other.
“Out at sea,” Lev said. “And we were sort of thrown together in the harbor. She was diving alone and I’m out of work. I know my way around a boat, so I was hoping it might work out for both of us.”
He spoke in an easy, casual tone. Believable. Even Rikki believed him. How had he gone from scary, gun-toting killer man to cuddly puppy in five seconds? He was sprawled out, his face in the shadows of the porch, which somehow softened his edged features. He looked open and honest, although still tough and strong, which would appeal to Blythe. She would want someone tending the boat who appeared to be able to pull a whale out of the ocean. She didn’t understand sea urchin diving and what the very real risks were.
Rikki took off her glasses and pinned him with her darkest stare.
Blythe nudged her. “Stop trying to intimidate him.”
“If he was on my boat, he’d be intimidated,” Rikki muttered.
“Are you Rikki’s neighbor?” Lev asked, all chatty.
Rikki clenched her teeth together as she pushed her glasses back on her nose. She should have known he could pull out the charm. He was a chameleon, and she was beginning to get a sense of how lethal he could be. Blythe wasn’t a woman who could be snowed easily, and while she couldn’t say Lev was lying, he certainly was misleading, acting like a docile goldfish when he was a really a shark.
Suddenly his head went up alertly. “Someone’s coming.”
Rikki turned to look at the road, but she didn’t see any dust to indicate anyone was traveling on it. She waited a few heartbeats, and sure enough, a small cloud of debris shot into the air. Lev stood up—not exactly stood up, more like flowed to his feet, a graceful, fluid motion, more like a dancer than a big man.
“Would you like coffee, Blythe? Cream? Sugar?”
Blythe looked shocked. Rikki never let anyone in the house. It had taken her months to get Rikki to allow her to go into the kitchen, and there was Levi making himself at home.
Rikki glared at him again.
I know exactly what you’re doing.
And she did. His little show of gallantry earned him two things. Blythe would see he was at home in Rikki’s house, and it would get him inside where he was not only out of sight but he could shoot someone he considered a threat.
I know exactly what you’re doing.
And she did. His little show of gallantry earned him two things. Blythe would see he was at home in Rikki’s house, and it would get him inside where he was not only out of sight but he could shoot someone he considered a threat.
I knew you were a smart girl when you wanted to throw me back into the sea.
He was laughing at her even as he took Blythe’s order for both cream and sugar in her coffee.
Let the inquisition begin.
He was laughing at her even as he took Blythe’s order for both cream and sugar in her coffee.
Let the inquisition begin.
She sat up straighter. She hadn’t considered that. The moment he went into the kitchen, she was going to be interrogated like there was no tomorrow. Squirming, she realized there was no way out. She simply handed him her coffee cup in surrender. “No sugar or cream.”
He gave her a cocky smile. “I knew that.”
Of course he did. He was observant. She sent him another dagger-cutting stare, but he just grinned as he closed the screen after him.
“Oh my gosh.” Blythe caught her hand and leaned into her. “He is so hot. Where did you find him?”
“I pulled him out of the sea and decided to keep him.” Rikki’s answer was strictly honest.
Blythe burst out laughing. “I’d keep him too. So he really wants to work with you?”
Rikki scowled at her, her most fierce scowl, usually reserved for anyone
but
Blythe.
“For
me, not with me. Let’s just keep that totally straight. I’m captain. And he’s a lowly tender.” Her palm throbbed, a dull ache that swiftly turned into an itch somewhere else. She pressed her hand against her leg tightly, trying to dull the sensation.
but
Blythe.
“For
me, not with me. Let’s just keep that totally straight. I’m captain. And he’s a lowly tender.” Her palm throbbed, a dull ache that swiftly turned into an itch somewhere else. She pressed her hand against her leg tightly, trying to dull the sensation.
I accept the position of lowly tender. I’m good with that title.
“He looks like a man who would be helpful on a boat, Rikki,” Blythe said.
Rikki growled aloud. “I’m a solitary diver, Blythe.” The car was in sight now and Rikki recognized it as belonging to Judith. Both Judith and Airiana were inside. Rikki groaned and covered her face.
“What is this, Blythe?”
“An intervention.”
“You have got to be kidding me! Because I bought groceries?”
“You haven’t bought anything but peanut butter and bread in four years.”
Rikki was indignant. “I buy coffee and broccoli and sugar for you.”
“We were going to talk about nutrition. You can’t just eat peanut butter all the time, and since you showed an interest in food, we thought this was a good time to talk to you.”
Rikki glared at her.
“Levi
showed an interest in food.”
See, I remembered.
“Levi
showed an interest in food.”
See, I remembered.
That’s my woman.
“I guessed that after I saw him, but you shopped for soup a couple of days ago, which means he’s been here for a while.”
Rikki tightened her mouth and refused to speak.
Brace yourself. I think they’re planning to show up en masse. And when they get going, they’re relentless. Last time they came, they insisted I start eating broccoli. It was really annoying.
She wasn’t touching the “my woman” comment for anything.
Brace yourself. I think they’re planning to show up en masse. And when they get going, they’re relentless. Last time they came, they insisted I start eating broccoli. It was really annoying.
She wasn’t touching the “my woman” comment for anything.
He laughed softly in her mind, sharing his amusement over her obvious disgust of anything green and her cowardice.
As I want actual food, I’m going to be on their side,
he warned.
As I want actual food, I’m going to be on their side,
he warned.
She growled deep in her throat, warning him of dire consequences.
You do and I’ll retaliate. Every time you shower the water is suddenly going to go ice-cold.
You do and I’ll retaliate. Every time you shower the water is suddenly going to go ice-cold.
Judith and Airiana walked up the paved walkway, Airiana looking up at the sky and Judith clearly drawn to the colorful flowers. Rikki found herself relaxing a little as she always did when her sisters showed up. She loved just watching them. In their own ways, they were as different as she was. And they accepted her. It didn’t matter to them that she didn’t like them going into the house. They might not understand, but if it was important to her, it was important to them. She loved feeling their acceptance.
Maybe that was what appealed to her about Lev. Her peculiarities didn’t seem to bother him at all. She smiled at the newest arrivals and indicated chairs. “As long as we’re not talking about food, groceries or anything green, I’m glad to see you.”
Judith burst out laughing and bent to brush a kiss on top of Rikki’s head. She was nearly as tall as Blythe. With her long legs, slender figure and exotic looks, she could have been a model.
Rikki tried to glare. “You ratted me out.”
Judith looked unrepentant. “I had no choice. Blythe subjected me to her ...” She whirled her hands around, her long fashionable nails glinting dark red in the sunlight. “That
look
she gives us when she will get her way. In any case, it was Airiana who blurted out that you’d gone grocery shopping.”
look
she gives us when she will get her way. In any case, it was Airiana who blurted out that you’d gone grocery shopping.”
Blythe laughed. “You all remember my evil eye when you’re thinking of withholding information. Actually Inez called me, worried, so I already knew.”
Airiana, a small, fragile-looking woman of twenty-five with natural platinum hair and huge blue eyes, flashed a small grin at Rikki. “I was feeling so guilty.”
“I’m sure you were,” Rikki said drolly.
Airiana started to sink into the chair Lev had vacated. Blythe caught her arm, shaking her head. “That chair’s taken.” She leaned forward with a conspiratorial air. “By a man,” she added, lowering her voice. “A very hot man. He’s in Rikki’s house.”
Judith and Airiana gasped in unison.
“You let someone into your house? A man?” Judith said, clearly shocked. “I’m going to go see.” She started toward the screen.
“No!” Panic welled up. Judith couldn’t go into the house with Lev. Not two people. Not together. It was bad enough that Lev was in there, but not someone Rikki loved, not Judith. Rikki shook her head adamantly, barely able to breathe. “You have to stay out here where I know you’re safe.” She blurted out the order, her heart hammering so loud she could hear a roar in her head.
Judith immediately held up her hands and halted in mid step. “I won’t, honey.”
Calm down,
lyubimaya,
just breathe. There is no fire. There is no one close other than your sisters. I would know if an enemy was near. I won’t let anything happen to you.
lyubimaya,
just breathe. There is no fire. There is no one close other than your sisters. I would know if an enemy was near. I won’t let anything happen to you.
I’m not worried about me!
She was emphatic.
I don’t want anything happening to my sisters.
She hesitated.
Or you. What’s taking so long with the coffee?
She was emphatic.
I don’t want anything happening to my sisters.
She hesitated.
Or you. What’s taking so long with the coffee?
Rikki found that she could breathe easier, that her strange connection to Lev steadied her.
I’m just holding back for a minute or two to let the others arrive. They’re coming up the drive. Their energy feels happy and affectionate, but I prefer to be certain.
Rikki glanced up the drive. Sure enough, there was a small but telling cloud of dust. How did he do that? “If we keep meeting like this, we’re going to need more chairs.” She got up, vacating hers so her other two sisters would have a place to sit. She perched on the railing, leaning her back against a post, leaving Lev to bring out a chair or sit in the hammock swing.
Lexi Thompson jumped out from the passenger side of Lissa Piner’s bright red convertible. Lexi waved madly, her wild mass of auburn hair flying around as she leapt up and down. She looked like a little pixie with her large green eyes and her pale oval face. Rikki adored her. Lexi, at twenty-three, was the youngest of all of them. She’d had the worst life any of them could imagine, yet she remained an upbeat, positive person, one Rikki looked up to. She’d manage to make peace with herself after meeting Lexi.
“I’m here for the defense, Rikki,” Lexi called. “I’ve totally got your back.”
Rikki had to laugh. Of course she could count on the little rebel. “Way to go. Sit next to Blythe and every time she mentions vegetables, kick her.”
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