Enzo (The Wolves Den: New #1)

14. Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

Safire's going to call the cops and report us missing.

I'm betting she already has. You know how she is.

We'll never hear the end of this.

Get up and call her.

"All I want is sleep," Deja mumbled groggily.

Get some after you call Safire. We all know how she is.

They were right; she needed to call, but truthfully, she wanted to put it off a little longer. What was she going to tell her?

"Girl, you won't believe this, but I met this alien. Lots of aliens, but one is rocking my heart, and the other makes me feel..."

She was not telling her anything like that. She was entangled with Enzo, her leg thrown over his while he held her close in an embrace. The two of them looked so good together she wished she could get a picture to have for when they were no longer together. With that sad thought, she started trying to untangle herself.

"Camire?" His voice was so deep she had to wrestle her libido down and sit on it.

"I need to get up to call my girlfriend. Go back to sleep." She kissed the corner of his mouth before sliding out of bed.

She picked up her phone. Grr, she forgot to charge it last night, but she still had enough battery to make this call. She'd plug it up in the living room while they were talking. Her robe was hanging in the closet; she grabbed it and wrapped it around her body, found her charger, and went into the other room.

It was early on a Saturday morning; maybe Fire would still be in bed.

"Deja, where have you been?" The concern in her high-pitched voice was evident.

"I'm sorry, Safire; I didn't mean to alarm you." The apartment was quiet, and she was lying on the couch. It felt surreal for a minute like none of this was happening.

"You used my whole name; what's wrong?"

"Nothing, something, nothing, maybe everything."

"Well, that told me a lot." She chuckled because Deja sounded like Deja, and that was putting her at ease. "Let's start with your job. How's it going?"

"I love it. I get to meet a lot of different males, and they're all nice to me. You know how when we used to go to bars, and almost all the men surrounded the skinny chicks like they were the superstars? Well, that's the way I feel here. Maybe because I'm the only female, but I think it's more than that."

"Job, check. What's happening with Matt?"

"He tried to have Don abduct me at gunpoint."

"What! Did you call the police? I know a great lawyer. He will rot in jail for years."

"Calm down. A friend of mine was close, and he saved me."

"Deja..."

"Please, Fire, I don't want to talk about him right now."

"Fine, I went to your apartment, and the construction crew said you moved out. Where are you staying?"

"A friend of mine has an apartment, and I'm staying there."

"But it's not Matt. Why don't you stop beating around the bush and tell me about your friend?"

"His name is Enzo, and he's one of the people that hired me for the job."

"Deja Brown, you know better." Her voice was hard, reminding her of the fact that they never got involved with someone they worked with, especially not the boss.

"I know, Safire, but there's something between us. Something I don't want to say no to."

"And when he breaks your heart?"

"What if he doesn't break my heart?" There was nothing but silence on the other end of the line. "You're right, Fire, I've done some dumb things in this life all in the name of love, so sure that I found the right one. This time, I don't know what I found. All I know is I don't want to let him go. Here's the thing: right or wrong, I'm going to see where this one goes."

Now it was her turn for silence. Safire would draw her conclusions and run with them, and Deja wouldn't be able to change her mind.

"When can I meet him?"

Deja gave a small smile. That's what friends were for; they had your back even if they thought you were making a mistake.

"How about next Sunday? I have Sunday and Monday nights off," Deja said.

“It's a date. Take care of yourself, Deja, and remember I can still track your phone."

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

She smiled at Enzo, who was standing in the doorway. He'd made enough noise for her to know he was there. He was standing there in the jeans he was wearing last night, no shirt and barefooted. He looked so good, her heart tripped seeing him.

“I was talking to my best friend on the phone. We met when I was fifteen, and Safire was fourteen, and we've been besties ever since. No one thought it would last at that age, but it did." Her voice was husky as she talked to him.

She rose from the couch and walked over to him, placing her arms around him and hugging him tightly.

"Hello, my alien warrior." Deja laid her head against his chest, breathing in his scent.

"Deja?" His eyes held shadows of fear he wasn't ready to admit to yet.

She went to her tiptoes and kissed him. The kiss was tender and loving, her body saying what her head wasn't ready to acknowledge.

She stood back and smiled at him. "I think you should know that I took a peek into the fridge, and we need food."

"Write a list and I'll have it..." he stopped as she shook her head.

"We're going to the store, the three of us. That means if you're not up, Ven, get up." She raised her voice on the last part, a happy smile coming to her face as she heard him rummaging around his room.

"Deja," Enzo said, moving into the living room and taking a seat. "I have no problem calling the store. They deliver quickly."

She came and took a seat next to him. "Several hundred years, Enzo. That's how long you guys have hidden. It's time to stop. I get it; you can't run down the streets and proclaim you're aliens, especially not shapeshifters. I'm not asking you to do that, but you should know your way around the city, how to drive, and how to blend in. You can't live here another one hundred or two hundred years like you're hiding out. You need a life. Maybe that's why I'm here, so you can get one."

They both turned their heads when Ven came out of the room. He was dressed much like Enzo in nothing but a pair of jeans. She looked at Ven, then took a look at Enzo, and then shook her head. She must be imagining things. Ven gave them a long look before disappearing into the bathroom.

"I have a feeling that boy is going to be a bathroom hog," she laughed before leaning over to kiss Enzo good morning.

"Now that's how I like to say good morning," her voice was thick with passion.

"I'll remember." He pulled her closer, kissing her again. His tongue delved deep, caressing her, making her remember what they did last night. Her cheeks pinked as thoughts of doing it again crossed her mind.

"Hey," Ven shouted from the bathroom. "You're not kissing in the living room, are you?"

Deja jumped back and rolled her eyes. She was going to have a talk with him.

Maybe you should start by talking to yourself.

We're so screwed, and you know it.

Remember the last time we got in this deep?

All the voices in her head turned to look. Love was sitting up in the corner; she still had her knees up and her arms around them, but this was the most attention she'd given anyone in years.

We're so screwed.

That was the voice of reason, and yeah, hearing her say they were screwed scared Deja more than she wanted to acknowledge.

The morning went quickly; Deja got to the bathroom after Ven. Enzo went to his place to get ready, and before they knew it, they were standing in the garage looking at Enzo's car.

"I didn't know what to buy after the last car died. The man who sold it to me said all the males were buying cars like this, so I bought it."

"When can I learn to drive?"

Enzo turned surprised eyes to Ven. "I didn't know you wanted to be able to drive."

He shrugged, that sullen little boy showing through. "Nobody ever asked me, and we weren't allowed to leave the barrier."

"But you left the barrier."

Again, Ven just shrugged and ran his hand over Enzo's car.

"It's a Charger. A very nice car, and it looks like I get to drive." His Charger was black with red accents on it. The interior was black and red. She could picture him driving down the street; she'd stop and take a second and third look at him. Not that it mattered; she'd take a second and third look at him without the car.

Enzo gave her that look, the one that said he wasn't sure if he should let her touch his baby.

Honestly, is it universal?

Men and their cars.

Can we slap him? Just once.

No, we can't slap him, and yes, I think it's universal. Now quiet; I always wanted to drive a Charger.

"Keys please." She gave him her best innocent smile and waited until he hit the fob to unlock the doors and turned the keys over to her. "Road trip, everyone get in!"

They got in and balked when she made them put on seat belts. "This car doesn't move without seatbelts on."

They fastened up, and she took them out of the garage, getting directions from Enzo on how to get back to Second Ave. Once there, her foot hit the gas pedal, and they flew down the street. She decided to take them to a store a little further away so that they could enjoy the ride.

"This is a parking lot. Just in case you were wondering. The best stores have one so you can have a place to park that's not too far away from where you're going. Since we're going to a grocery store, parking is relatively easy." She pulled into an empty spot close to the store.

She smiled at them before getting out of the car. They came up on either side of her. Heads turned as they walked toward the door. There was a group of teens ogling Ven, making Deja smile. She would ogle him too if she were sixteen.

There was a group of women that couldn't keep their eyes off Enzo.

Let's just take one of them out. Then they'll stop looking at our male.

I know where to hide the body.

She pretended not to hear them because sometimes the voices in her head scared her.

She walked through the sliding glass door only to realize she was by herself. Turning around, she saw them on the other side of the door. Both of their faces had gone pale, and there was fear in their eyes that she didn't think was from their time on earth.

They were drawing attention; two gorgeous males, both around seven feet tall, were blocking the entrance way.

She walked out laughing. "So, this is the way the two of you decide to get me back for playing tricks on you. We'll have none of it today." She took their hands and pulled them through the entrance.

"Nothing will happen, I promise." Her voice was low and soft, pitched so only the two of them would hear her.