Ashley cleared her throat and said, “I think Adaline needs a massage, then it’s back to the villa to get ready. I know exactly how I want to put your hair up, Adaline!”
With a small chuckle, Adaline nodded her head and then turned to me. “What if she’s still there?”
Pulling her closer to my side, Adaline settled in next to me and rested her head on my shoulder. “Todd and Chris are taking care of all that, baby. Don’t worry about any of it. I swear to you, no one is going to do anything else to ruin this day.”
Adaline glanced up at me through her beautiful long eyelashes as she gave me a weak smile. I knew she didn’t totally believe me. Hell, I didn’t really believe me either. I had a sinking feeling Stephanie was lurking around . . . waiting for her chance to strike again. Knowing she might have watched me fuck Adaline this morning turned my stomach. The thought of someone possibly having a video of us caused my body to go stiff.
We needed to find this person, and find them soon.
Chris pointed to where each camera had been placed. I let out a sigh of relief that this morning’s escapades with Adaline weren’t in the line of sight of either camera. If it had sound, they could have listened to everything that went on.
“There’s no more. Are you sure?” I asked as I looked around the room.
“If there is, they are hidden really well.”
With a quick nod of my head, I said, “Okay.”
“Um, Emmit, I don’t really know how to ask this but I have to.”
I turned and looked at my brother as he gave me an awkward look. “Just ask.”
Chris rubbed his chin and sucked in a deep breath. “Did you ever have sex with Stephanie?”
“Hell no!” I said as I gave him a look of horror. “First of all, she worked for me and she was married. I’d never cross either of those lines.”
Chris held up his hands. “I had to ask. If it is her, and you did have some sort of relationship with her, I wouldn’t have put it past her to have recorded it.”
I pulled my head back and looked at Chris with a confused look. “Fuck dude, that’s some messed up thinking.”
With a shrug of his shoulders, Chris continued on. “I’m just saying, I could see some sick bastard recording you fucking, keep it for herself to watch and then send it to Adaline right before the wedding.”
My heart dropped to my stomach as the fear of something like that being sent to Adaline. Luckily, I never slept with Stephanie. “Well, I never slept with her so we don’t have to worry about that.”
Chris still wore a worried expression. “Talk to me, Chris.”
As he looked around my room, he shook his head. “It’s just weird, Emmit. Stephanie’s supposed to be back in the states. How did she do this? I hate to say this, but I don’t think we’ve heard the last of her.”
Not being able to push down the sinking feeling I had, I nodded my head as I said, “Yeah. Me too.”
“A sweep of your house is priority one once we get back to the states.”
My body shuddered as I let the idea of someone spying on me in my own home sink in.
“Come on, let’s go grab a quick drink to settle our nerves and then we need to start getting ready.”
“I just need to stop at the front desk and make a couple of phone calls. I’ve changed up the plans for the honeymoon. I’m not telling a soul about them. I want Adaline to feel safe.”
Chris slapped me on the back as he said, “Good call.”
I glanced around as an uneasy feeling came over me. I couldn’t shake the feeling of someone watching us as Chris and I sat in the bar and had a quick drink. I needed something to take the edge off. I was getting married in a few short hours, and I didn’t want Adaline to see me nervous.
“You ready?” Chris asked as he stood up and slapped me on the back.
Smiling, I dropped a few twenty’s onto the bar and said, “Hell yeah, I’m ready. Let’s do this!”
As we headed out of the bar, I took one more look around. I didn’t see any signs of Stephanie, but I sure as hell had the feeling she was there and I wasn’t about to let her know she was having any effect on this day what so ever.
Pulling out my phone, I sent Adaline a text.