Unexpected

after

Ben stayed a while and went over the CCTV at Henry's to see if anyone might have been lurking about.

"Nothing," Ben said.

Henry scrubbed a hand down his face, relieved at least for the moment.

"I guess that's good."

Ben stood. "I'm going to look for possible cameras near Amelia's place and get footage from the police. Make sure your phone is on and the place is alarmed."

"Got it," Henry said.

As soon as Ben left, he armed the alarm and went to find Mia.

She looked pale, sitting on the couch with her bag on her lap. He slowly sat next to her.

"Thank you," she said without looking at him.

Shaking his head, he said "I'm so sorry Mia. This is my fault."

"No, it's not. You can't stop what crazy fans do."

Henry took Mia's bag off her lap then pulled her to him. They stayed like that for what felt like ages. He didn't want to let her go. What he did  want was to protect her.

Mia pulled away from him. 

"So I guess I should go put my bag away. Where do you want to put me?"

In my bed, Henry thought. What the bloody hell is wrong with me?

"How about your room?" he asked. 

Mia furrowed her brows. "My room?"

Smiling, Henry stood and held out his hand. She took it and stood as well.

"The room you designed for yourself. It's your room."

"Do you think I should get a sign that says 'Mia's Room'?"

Henry chuckled. "If you'd like to."

She elbowed him in the ribs, then went in and dropped her bag on what she knew would be a comfortable bed.

Henry lingered in the doorway as she rummaged through her bag. Once she retrieved her to pj's and toiletries, she started for the bathroom.

"Need help?" Henry asked.

Mia rolled her eyes meanwhile thinking yes please.

"I think I can manage," she said then disappeared into the bathroom.

Leaning against the door, she blew out a breath. After Henry asked if he could help her with her shower, so many inappropriate thoughts flooded her mind. 

She shook her head to try to dislodge those thoughts. Under the spray of the shower, she thought about Henry as she washed herself. Her nipples hardened and heat rushed between her legs.

"Fuck," she moaned as she started rubbing her clit, then pushing her fingers inside her. "Henry, mmm," she murmured lost in a haze. Thinking of him, her fingers became his and she came within seconds. Breathing heavily, she chastised herself.

What the fuck am I doing?

Henry was worried about Mia. Although she said it wasn't his fault, he blamed himself. He would find this person and make sure they wouldn't scare her again.

In his bedroom, which he loved, he got undressed down to his boxer briefs then went into his bathroom. After he was done in there he laid down and quickly fell asleep. 

Henry woke in the middle of the night to the sound of Mia yelling and crying in her room. Afraid someone had gotten in, he ran to her room and pushed open the door.