Tangled Love

CHAPTER 70

I felt warm lips meet with my forehead and stirred in my sleep, feeling extremely uncomfortable. My back ached from the position I was in and I groaned quietly opening one eye. The room was dark and it took me a few seconds to register I was in the living room. Jake was sprawled out on the couch, his hair a total mess.

I jumped off the arm chair and felt my legs wobble a little from my sudden movement.

“Careful, Muffin.” Jake chuckles quietly. I narrow my eye's at him and sit back down on the arm chair, my body protests in pain.

"Where did you go, Jake?" I ask, groaning from the slightest movement.

"Here and there," Jake replies vaguely, sitting up. He stretches his arms out and places them behind his head casually. I glare at him and he holds his hands up in surrender —

"I had a work thing with a few buddies, okay?"

"Whilst you were gone, the police decided to show up." I said quietly. His eyebrows raised and he sat up straighter, intrigued. "The police? What did you say?"

"Your mum gave us an alibi." Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Jake grins from my words before leaning back on the couch, staring up at the ceiling. He let out a low breath, a wide smile on his face.

"I'm going to pay for that tomorrow but damn, she's a great Mum."

"I agree she is." I nodded, my voice still heavy with sleep. Jake briefly glanced at me before holding his arms out. I stood up, wincing a little and climbed into Jake's lap, my arms wrapping around his neck. His scent was like a comfort to me and I didn't bother hiding the fact that I was inhaling his scent

deeply. Jake didn't seemed to mind and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in tighter. He placed a small kiss on top of my head —

"Thanks Muffin," he whispers gratefully and I mumble a response, letting him know it's okay.

The past few weeks have been a complete rollercoaster but something tells me the ride isn't over yet. . . It's only just started.

"Jake?"

"Yeah Emily?"

"The man who chased me in the park is the police officer who showed up here tonight." I reveal, unable to believe it myself.

"Really?" Jake asks his brows shooting up. I nod quickly —

"He's also been sending me creepy text messages." I mumble, shifting uncomfortably on Jake's lap. He pauses, freezing underneath me. I feel his warm fingers grasp hold of my chin gently, turning it towards his direction. His face is emotionless, eyes darkening by the second and a small shiver travels down my spine.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Jake asks me, dark eyes searching mine. I felt my throat dry out and I shrugged in response —

"I thought it was a prank, I didn't know it was anything serious. If I knew it was him, I would have told you." I say honestly. Jake sighs deeply, running a hand over his face.

"Promise me something?" He says firmly and I nod my head, signalling for him to continue. His blue eyes soften, features relaxing as a hand snakes round my back.

"Next time, you tell me everything that happens. The smallest detail, okay?"

I nod because I know it's what he does. He's over-protective and fiercely loyal. I take hold of his hand, intertwining my fingers through his long warm ones.

"I promise.”