Chapter 14

What the hell did I get myself into? David asked himself after he returned from getting Irian's table and bag that said MASSAGE on the front of it. He unfolded the table in one of the spare bedrooms but left the sheets sitting in the foot of it. He'd let her make it up.

He sat in a chair in the corner of the room and sighed. Ok, so, they had sex that night before. Big deal. He'd fucked plenty of groupies and not felt a thing afterward, leaving them the next day, possibly feeling like they were dirty whores, or like they'd achieved something by getting him in bed. What a status changer fucking a 

rock star was. It could either kill your reputation or give it one hell of a boost.

The fucked up thing was that he hadn't used protection and he didn't know if she was on birth control or not. The last thing he wanted or needed was the woman he had been supposed to protect coming up pregnant with his child. The kid wouldn't be ugly, that's for sure. She's beautiful. Her genes would make up for me being a hideous fucking chud", he laughed to himself.

The doorbell ringing interrupted his thoughts. He stood and jogged down the stairs to answer it. Peeking out the peephole, he saw that it was Mike, so he opened the door. "Give me some good news, please, Mikey."

"Well, hello to you too, David. It's so nice to see you so early in the morning."

David looked at Mike quaintly. "I don't have the patience for you being a smart ass this early in the morning, Mike. What do you have for me?"

Mike pulled an envelope from his jacket pocket. "Here it is. Her new identity. Birth certificate, marriage license, driver's license, social security card; the works."

"Who's they marry her too and did they get the national massage certification?"

"You and yes. Like I said, the works, David. They even got the state massage certification in there."

David nodded. "Why am I NOT surprised that they married the poor girl to me?"

"You are the only one of us who's single, David, and you can keep her safer than any of the rest of us can. Hell, you took to the protection training better than the rest of us did. Didn't you get perfect scores in that?"

"Yeah."                                                        

Mike studied the face of his friend and brother. "What's got you so bothered, brother?"

"Not something I want to talk with you about."

"Ok then, I'll leave you to stew in your misery." Mike said and left. He paused at the door. "Oh, by the way, HQ said that sleeping with her was a really good idea on your part. Very innovative. No other agent has tried that before." And with that, he left, closing the door behind him and David started hating himself even more.