Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 59913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
I noticed that she’d gone quiet and a bit skittish. I was surprised by her new shyness and the way she refused to look at me. What game is she playing now? “What’s on your mind?”
“Nothing, I’m just thinking how different life’s going to be now that Amber’s going to be better.” She got a wan little smile on her face.
“I’ve always had to restrain her in the past you know. She never really had much of a childhood. She was never able to run and play like other kids, now she can.”
She had tears in her eyes and I pulled her into my arms once the elevator doors closed behind us. I don’t think there’s anything worst than watching your woman cry.
I didn’t say anything, just let her cry it out while she ripped the heart from my chest. She got herself together before we reached the floor where her daughter was resting and I couldn’t help but admire her strength.
The doctor gave the all clear two days later to take Amber home. He was convinced enough with her progress to let her recover at home. We just had to take her back to see him in six months barring any emergencies.
“I haven’t been home in almost a week, there’s no milk in the fridge no fruit, I have to go to the store.” She grew flustered and out of sorts.
“Don’t panic. She’s not being discharged for another couple hours, how about this. I’ll call Gavin to come stay with her while we go get what you need. Then we’ll come back here and get her.”
I didn’t wait for her to argue for the next hour but made the call right away. He showed up fifteen minutes later acting aggrieved that not only was he running the business on his own since the two of us were slacking off, but now we wanted him to play nursemaid.
I slapped him behind the head and dragged her out of the room. She balked when my driver opened the door for her. “Has he been here the whole time?”
“Where else would he be?”
“Are you telling me he sits down here all day while you’re here?”
“What of it?”
I gave him instructions to take us to the nearest grocery store, which she opposed since it was in a high end neighborhood and the goods would be more expensive.
I ignored her of course and took her inside, choosing the things she’d said she needed. “I’ve never been in one of these places in my life.”
“I knew it.” She gave me a look when I took the bag of apples from her hand that she’d been studying for the last five minutes.
“Knew what?”
“That you were a spoilt brat. Put those apples back that’s highway robbery. I can get the same thing for half the price.”
“I’m paying and we don’t have time. Is there anything else?” She folded her arms and got that mutinous look on her face.
I started dropping random things into the cart, which seemed to piss her off no end, and she got her act together and chose the things she needed, putting back half of what I’d added.
At the register she reached for her purse and I moved up behind her and wrapped my arms around her with my lips to her ear.
“I can just see tomorrow’s headline. Chandler Industries’ new architect spanked in grocery store by boss. Behave.”
I nipped her ear and passed my card to the cashier who was smiling sweetly at us. She probably thought we were a cute couple or something equally trite.
Little does she know the hell this one had just put me through to buy a gallon of milk. I paid and gathered up the bags in one hand and her hand in the other and lead her outside.
I looked around as she gave the driver directions to her place and the closer we got the less I liked what I saw.
“You live here?” Probably not the wisest thing to say to her as soon as we got out of the car and from her reaction I knew I’d hit a soft spot.
“We can’t all live in a mansion in the hills.”
“Who lives in a mansion in the hills?”
“Isn’t that where your kind usually lives? If this is too below your standards you can get back in your fancy car and head back. I’ll take it from here.”
“Shut up Gia. I’m not going to apologize for wanting better for you.”
“Did you ever stop to think that this is the best I can do?”
“I know how much I pay you so I know you can most definitely afford better than this.”
“Do you also know that Amber’s medication cost hundreds of dollars a month. And that until we moved here a couple months ago I hadn’t worked full time in almost two years?”