Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 135652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135652 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
“I asked you a question,” a muscle in his jaw jumps, his eyes narrow with irritation.
“And I asked you three.”
“Fuck this, if you don’t want my help then fine. It’s on you, not me.”
My mouth drops open, “I never asked for your help and no, you’re right. I don’t want it!”
He shakes his head and stalks away, I don’t realise all eyes are on me until the moment he leaves and I stop thinking about how much he looks like Caleb from behind.
“He’s such an arsehole,” I say to my boss who frowns at the door where Nathan just exited. “I’ve met the guy once before and he just swans into town… what a bastard.”
“Who is he?” My boss asks with raised brows.
“Caleb’s older brother by two years.”
“Maybe you should’ve accepted his offer.”
I laugh once and stare at my boss incredulously, “He didn’t offer to help. He just asked me where I was staying. And this was after he’d already walked away once.”
“It sounded like he was offering to help then,” he gives a small shrug. “But I only heard half of the conversation.”
I relent, “He did, in a strange way but… he’s infuriating and mean.”
“He’s also the only option you have right now. Hear him out, see what he has to say. Not many people would care about their family members’ woes and you’re technically not family.”
I want to slap him, I know I’m hormonal but he doesn’t have a clue what I’m going through right now. He doesn’t understand the complexity that is Caleb’s childhood. He doesn’t get it so maybe he should just let me work, sign my cheques and stay the hell out of it.
Work goes slow, I’m glad for this as my night is still uncertain. When I’m done here I have no idea what I’m supposed to be doing. I’ll go to Sasha’s for the night, I know she won’t mind I just don’t like putting on people but either way I need to stay somewhere.
I text her to let her know, as suspected she agrees.
What have you done to me Caleb? Why am I doing this alone?
I’m thinking about it again. I need to stop thinking about him.
Every time that I do my body trembles, my hands especially shake.
It’s tough but I’ll get through this. I have to for our baby’s sake.
Is it wrong that I’m hoping for a boy? I want him to be a boy so I can look into his eyes every day and see his father smiling back at me.
What kind of a life can I give him now though? I have nothing to offer him.
Deep breaths Gwen, deep breaths.
After half an hour of driving aimlessly I fill up the tank and head to Sasha’s. As I’m taking the turn towards campus I notice a large black car following me. It’s definitely him. Christ this is becoming irritating.
“What does he want now?” I say out loud and pull over when he flashes his lights twice.
His body moves with ease and grace as he climbs out of his vehicle and strolls towards me. After a few attempts I finally manage to stand by the door of my own vehicle, I still have to tip my head back to look at him. Much like I did with… no I won’t go there.
“Problem?” I ask trying not to sound as exasperated as I feel.
“You shouldn’t be getting in and out of a car that low,” he remarks and already I want to hit him.
“Well it’s not like I have another option is it?”
He frowns, “Follow me. We need to talk.”
“I don’t have anything to say to you.” I try to get back in the car but his hand closes around my arm and effortlessly tugs me away. “What?”
“Please?” he grits out and I can see just that one little word takes a whole lot of effort for him to say.
“Fine,” I relent. It’s not like my day can get any worse. “What’s this about?”
“Follow me and you’ll find out,” he places his hand on my back and the other under my arm to support me as I sit. I’m not sure whether to be irritated that he touched me, or relieved that my arse didn’t hit the car seat as hard as it usually does.
I wait for him to drive ahead before following directly behind him. He leads me quite a distance, I’m lucky I stopped for petrol.
We finally pull in to a swanky hotel set on the edge of town. One I’ve never even been inside before. It’s not my thing, I like simple and basic beauty. Not elegance and fine china.
After parking beside him, he climbs out and this time helps me up and out of my vehicle. I didn’t realise how hard it was until he started assisting me, he’s right, the car is low.