Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 32431 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32431 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Please don’t ask me why I’m still sick. That was my first thought when I was finally able to stand again. He didn’t say anything, just helped me clean up and led me out of the suddenly tight room.
Instead of leading me back to the seat he took me to the room at the very end of the aisle, which turned out to be a bedroom. I felt too miserable to complain so I just crawled in . I was only too happy to feel the cool sheets beneath my heated cheeks as I laid down with my back turned.
The bastard just pulled a blanket up to my waist and left. I was probably out before he made it back to his seat.
***
It felt like mere seconds had passed before someone was gently shaking me awake. I rolled over to see him sitting on the bed next to me. Funny, the pillow next to mine had an indentation like someone had slept there. At the same time I noticed that he’d opened a few buttons on his shirt.
I looked from the pillow to him but of course nothing was said. “How do you feel?”
“What do you care?” He reached a hand out to brush lightly over my hair.
“I care very much little one, maybe that’s the problem.” What the hell kind of half ass logic is that?
“Are you feeling up to some tea?” I looked over to where he indicated and saw that he had my favorite tea steeping in a pot next to the bed and sat up.
I grudgingly accepted the cup he passed to me but refused to find any joy in the fact that he knew how I took my tea. I was done with him. Last night had proven that I had the strength to walk away and no matter how much it hurt me to do it, first chance I get I’m gone again. I’ll just have to do a better job next time.
“How did you find me?”
“We’ll save that for later.” Typical. I ignored him and drank my tea, which helped to settle my tummy some more. It was then I noticed that we weren’t moving. I looked towards the windows and saw that we were on the ground.
“Where are we?”
“Home. We landed over an hour ago.”
“We…why didn’t you wake me?”
“You needed your rest and so did my child.” I went cold all over and tried to jump off the bed.
“Stop it before you hurt yourself.” He reached out and grabbed my arm. I’d forgotten the cup in my hand and put it down before I burnt myself.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I told you never to lie to me. I’ve had too much of that already in my life I won’t stand for it.” What was he talking about? Who’d lied to him?
“You’re calling me a liar? You with your little floozy? How old is she twelve?”
“Who the hell are you talking about? What floozy?”
“Oh don’t pretend you don’t know. I saw you.”
“Saw me when doing what?” Did he really think I was that stupid? Or did he think I’d never find out?
“Rachel, I saw you with her on TV last night.” It hurt just to say the words.
“Are you crazy? She’s my niece.”
“Your…”
“Yes you little fool. I’ve been bringing her up to speed in time for our little getaway.”
“Huh, what little getaway?” My heart was trying to beat its way out of my chest. Was he telling me the truth? How could I trust it? I know what I saw.
“The one I’ve been planning since I realized you were pregnant.” He gave me one of his signature looks and I tried to make sense of what he was saying. His niece, I didn’t even know he had any family.
“I didn’t bring anyone up from downstairs because I didn’t want anyone getting into my business. I asked Rachel to take over for you while we’re gone and keep an eye on things. I’ve cleared my calendar for the next two weeks.”
“Isn’t she a little young?” I wasn’t giving in that easy.
“Didn’t you see the program last night? She’s a prodigy. Harvard at eleven. That thing last night was to honor gifted students.” Now I felt like a complete ass.
“But…”
“Leave it, we’ll talk later, let’s go.” I was numb and in a daze all the way to the car he had waiting. He held my hand for the first time in public as we drove through the streets. I didn’t recognize any of the street signs outside the window but I did know where we were once the car came to a stop.
The driver got out and came around to my door while Jonas exited his side before I could ask him why we were there.
“What are we doing here? I won’t have an abortion.” I tugged on my hand to get away, sick fear crawling up my throat.