Priceless by Ella Goode

Author:Ella Goode [Goode, Ella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Maple

What the f—?! I stand with my mouth slightly agape in shock. I look back and forth between Major and his mom. I must be in a mental institution because everyone here besides me is insane. I start to say something but I can’t seem to form any words. I sneak another glance at Major and I can see the slight smirk that he’s wearing after hearing his mother’s reply. It’s his victory smile. The same one he wore when he knocked on my door an hour ago after I’d agreed to all of this craziness. I just hadn’t realized what I’d bargained for. I also didn’t account for his mother being so darn, adorably sweet. I try and push on even if I don’t really want to tell her no.

“I’m sorry again, Mrs. Bennington, but there really has been a misunderstanding,” I repeat, to clarify things for her in case she misunderstood me the first time. She simply squeezes my hand. She looks over to Bennington with a gleam in her eye and a smile on her face. One that a proud mother wears when their child does something extraordinary. I take a deep breath in to get my wits about me.

“Why don’t you finish showing me around?” I suggest to her in order to redirect our entire conversation. “It will help me in making the necklace for you, Mrs. Bennington.” I just won't talk about this marriage nonsense anymore and maybe they’ll all forget. I’ll get what I need to make the necklace and be done. Then I won’t have to face Mrs. Bennington again and tell her no again.

“No reason to be so formal, Maple. You can call me Mom.” I don’t even need to look in Major’s direction to know he has a stupid smile on his face. The man wins at everything! I glance over at him anyway to give him the meanest facial expression that I’ve ever given to another human. How the hell am I supposed to create under these crazy conditions? Mrs. Bennington breaks our stare off as she pushes herself past us. I follow, not wanting to be rude—and I really do want to see more of this breathtaking home. It is extraordinary and I can feel the life pulsing through it.

The next hour is filled with us going about the house as Mrs. Bennington asks me peculiar questions about my likes and dislikes. Everything from my favorite color, dress size and if I have any food allergies. Somehow the roles have been reversed here. I’m supposed to be gathering the information, yet I feel as though I’m the one that’s under observation. This is the quietest I’ve ever seen Major. It’s as if he’s hanging on my every response and taking mental notes of my replies.

It doesn't take me long to realize what they are doing. I should put up a fight, tell them there is no wedding, but I have a feeling that is not a battle I’m going to win.

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