Live for Me by Erin McCarthy

Author:Erin McCarthy [McCarthy, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, dpg pyscho, New Adult
Published: 2014-06-24T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Grandma looked like hell. She had lost weight and she lay against the hospital bed pale and vapid. Even when her eyes opened and focused on me, there was no spark, no recognition.

My throat closed up and I moved carefully towards her, reaching out to touch her hand. “Hi, Grandma.”

She pulled her hand out of my reach and gave me a petulant look. Oddly, it was reassuring. “What are you doing here?”

“Cat said you wanted to see me.”

For a second, she didn’t respond, her eyes closed. Then she said, “I need you to go clean the house. They say I’m going to be here for a spell.”

Sure, Cinderella could sweep the fireplace. I didn’t have it in me to argue with her. The doctors had told me it was unlikely she’d be coming home. She had stage four lung cancer and it was a miracle she was even speaking given the amount of pain killers they had her on. “Okay. Of course.”

“So where have you been?” she asked. “Is it true you’re some rich guy’s mistress? That’s what everyone is saying.”

My eyes widened and I felt my cheeks burn. It had never occurred to me that anyone in Vinalhaven would talk about Devin and me. Maybe going to the coffee shop had started gossip. “I am not a rich guy’s mistress. I’m a housesitter.”

“Who brought you here?”

So she was determined to shame me. I raised my chin. I wasn’t going to feel guilty. Devin and I had a relationship. “The owner.”

She snorted. “Of course. If you haven’t spread your legs yet you will soon enough. Just like your mother.”

Despite the fact that I could still feel moisture between my legs from the arousal Devin had stoked to life an hour earlier, I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of feeling dirty. My feelings for him were real. “Whatever issue you had with my mother, I think it’s time for you to leave me out of it.”

“I lied to your father, you know,” she said suddenly, raising her hand to adjust the tubing in her nose, her breathing labored. “When he came looking for you.”

That made me grip the bedrail tightly, my shoulders stiffening. “What are you talking about?”

“He came when you were eight, and in foster care. I guess he’d run into an old friend who told him your mother had a baby. He never knew you existed.” She gave a weak cough. “I told him you died in a car accident. Even sent him to the cemetery where your mother is.” She glared at me in defiance, breathing labored. “Go ahead. Tell me I’m evil. But he had no business being part of your life.”

I was having trouble breathing myself. My father wanted to see me? He had looked for me? It was the best news I could have ever hoped for. Yet I couldn’t understand how my grandmother could be so cruel as to keep him from me. Me from him. He must have suffered thinking he’d had and lost a child and never once laid eyes on me.

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