Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 66099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
I found the place I was looking for and listened carefully. “There it is!” I hit replay over and over and then made a recording of it. I’ll keep that in my secret stash for now.
I didn’t have to guess at why she was keeping it from me, because in the last few minutes I’d already given serious thought to squashing tomorrow’s deal with Track, cancelling the island vacation and anything else that involved her leaving the house or this room for that matter.
I can’t see putting them in a dangerous situation. I knew the importance of Track’s deal though, so I called him up and had him walk me through it one more time. “Jace, I wouldn’t put her in harm’s way. Don’t you know me better than that?”
“It’s not that, it’s just…”
“You’re worried about what happened today, I get it, but nothing is going to happen to her. Not with you and I there.” I felt a little better after getting off the phone with him and my sneak was turning over like she was about to wake up so I headed back.
“Jace?”
“Right here baby.” I made it just in time. She always wakes from her naps like this. I’m the first thing she looks for.
“Sorry, I fell asleep.” She looked so young, with her hair mussed and eyes soft, her cheek sleep puffy and cute.
“I brought you fruit, you still hungry?” I pulled my shirt off as I walked to the bed and she sat up and wrapped her arms around me. When she kissed my navel I knew she wasn’t hungry for food.
When I climbed into bed with her this time, I was as gentle as can be. My touch was softer, lighter, my kisses longer, sweeter. And when I slid into her and she accepted me, wrapping her arms and legs around me. I knew that we would be okay. That no matter what it takes, I will keep them both safe always.
12
Sian
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He’s about to break, I can see it. All the way to the airstrip I felt the tension in him. Track was meeting us there for the five hour flight that Jace assured me would be more like two and a half to three on his family’s plane.
He’s been acting weird ever since we woke up this morning and I could kick my own butt for making such a humongous mistake the day before with my near slip.
I’m my own worst enemy and if I don’t come up with something quick, I’m going to find myself in that ivory tower before long for real.
Last night he’d fished and prodded, threatened the doctor’s livelihood again, told me what he was going to do to me if he found out I was lying, but I didn’t give in. He’d already shown his hand.
The way he pulled away from me when he thought he could be hurting me. Shoot. I know if I play my cards right I can have the best of both worlds. His inbred need to protect and coddle will not let him ease up if he even suspects that I’m pregnant.
But if I delay telling him I can still enjoy my freedom along with that coddling. I knew what was at stake here and so I held firm no matter how he badgered.
The only time I could show my true feelings, was when I was alone in the bathroom, standing in front of the wall of mirrors wondering what to do. And even then he’d only give me as long as he thought I needed. Apparently anything more than ten minutes out of his sight was not allowed.
But I must admit, dealing with him kept my mind off of other things. I was scared, excited, scared, mostly scared. I don’t know how I’m going to tell mom and dad, they’re going to be so disappointed.
Even though mom got pregnant in high school, somehow I never expected the same thing to happen to me. I thought I was safe after talking Jace into letting me use birth control.
According to the doctor all the other medications had sabotaged the birth control and that’s how I was able to become pregnant. Two and a half months to be exact.
Thankfully she didn’t foresee any issues with the fetus which was all I really cared about. I’d barely had time to process the news in the hospital before Jace came back.
And though I’ve been texting with the doctor back and forth and looking up some stuff since I wasn’t ready to share the news yet, I was feeling just a little bit panicked.
He would be the perfect person to share this with if he weren’t so batshit crazy. I so want him to hold me and tell me that everything is going to be okay. That my life isn’t going to go off the rails.