Paying the Dragon's Price by Diana Rose Wilson

Author:Diana Rose Wilson [Wilson, Diana Rose]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Torrid Books
Published: 2017-11-16T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 3

Realization

December 20, 2015

Vans woke alone.

Travis’s big bed felt huge, lonely, and cold without him curled around her as though he were afraid she might vanish in the night. She didn’t realize how important his hold was until she woke without it. Cuddling into the pillow, she tried to breathe in his familiar scent, but this morning the scent of faded cloves and leather didn’t comfort her.

The ride home had been awkward. Travis hadn’t wanted to talk. He’d held her hand in grim silence, staring out the window. Her attempts at conversation had crashed against a steel wall. The man had locked her out, and it had made her ache.

“I’ll be right up,” he’d told her when they had gotten to his house, and he’d sprinted off into the darkness to his office without another word. He’d closed the door behind him, something he’d never done before.

She’d showered and dressed in something very pretty with stockings, garters, and a matching bra that he’d purchased for her. Then she’d snuggled into bed to wait for his return. She’d fallen asleep before he’d ever come up.

Puffing out her cheeks, she crawled out of bed and pulled on her robe, shuffling out of the room. Listening. She heard his voice downstairs and tipped her head, trying to get a glimpse of him.

“But she doesn’t see anything.”

The sharpness of his tone made her blink, and she crept down the stairs to see to whom he was talking. She didn’t find him in the living room, but when she poked her head around the corner, she saw him pacing across the kitchen with his phone pressed to his ear. He still wore his clothes from the night before. The tie was unfastened, top buttons open. He’d never gone to bed?

“You couldn’t see them!” Travis shouted into the phone. “How can you see his and not mine? Why?” He sounded furious.

Vans was startled by his tone and put her fingers to her mouth, ducking back around the corner at the expression on his face. Oh, she definitely didn’t need to get caught listening. She padded back toward the stairs. See his what?

Fuckity fuck!

“I can’t explain it. There’s a piece missing. Maybe she isn’t the one, Marcie. I think she’s desperate for something to cling to but…fuck. It’s going to crush me if I have to break it off with her, Marcie.”

Marcie. A first ice-cold slosh of dread was followed by a second, colder blast. If I have to break it off with her, Marcie. It froze her, and she fled all the way up the stairs, chewing on her knuckles. Her heart hammered so loudly in her head her thoughts scattered in every direction like startled birds.

“And say what? She hasn’t once even asked about the marks. You know what she notices? Anytime I mention a woman or look at anyone. She noticed that I didn’t like you getting cozy with Mano. She…doesn’t see anything, Marcie.”

She didn’t want to hear more. Swinging the door closed, she began to franticly search for her clothes.

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