Promise Me: A Second Chance Romance by Vivian Wood & Willow Winters

Author:Vivian Wood & Willow Winters [Wood, Vivian]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2016-11-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24: Elle

“That feel any better?” Vince asks, as he sets the heating pad on my shoulders. Once he was off the phone with his father, he spent a good 20 minutes rubbing feeling back into my arms and quietly apologizing. The heat and his touch feel so good. My shoulders and arms are still sore, but I give him a small smile and nod. I lean back in his dining room chair and bring my cup of coffee to my lips. He hasn’t said much this morning, and neither have I. Things have changed. Drastically.

I remember what he said in his sleep, and while part of me is terrified of him really wanting to knock me up, the other part is worried he’s changed his mind. Or that it was just a dream. That he doesn’t want to be tied to me, and it’ll be easier to just kill me. So I’ve behaved. I’ve listened to everything. I’ll do whatever I have to in order to survive.

“We need to have a talk, Elle.” He rounds the grey granite countertop and walks into the kitchen. The open concept design of the space gives a light and airy feel, but I’m practically suffocating from nerves.

“I’m listening,” I say, and take another sip of coffee. My eyes stay on him so he knows he has my attention. He’s wearing those pajama pants slung low on his hips again. He gave me an identical pair to wear, but I’m drowning in them.

“I need for you to be patient with me.” He looks out of the window and shoves his hands in his pockets. “I believe you, sweetheart, but they won’t. Even if they do, they won’t risk it.”

“Won’t risk what?” I ask.

“Rule one.” He holds up a finger and walks back over to the dining room to take a seat at the chair next to me. He leans forward in his seat as he looks at me intently. “Don’t ask questions.”

I open my mouth to ask why, but then I close it and purse my lips. An asymmetric grin grows on his face. “Learning already.”

“No questions. Understood.” I really don’t like that. I like to ask questions so I can know things. But then again, I already know too much.

“What do you remember, baby?” he asks.

I take a deep breath and set the mug down on the dark maple tabletop. “I remember--”

He cuts me off. “Nothing. Rule two, you don’t remember a damn thing, and you don’t know what anyone is talking about.” My eyes dart to his. His face is all hard lines and seriousness.

I pick up my mug and take a sip. “I don’t remember a damn thing.”

“That’s right--you don’t.” He leans down and picks my feet up to put on his lap. His thumbs dig into the soles as he massages my feet. I moan into the cup. It feels so good. “I’m going to take care of you until things settle down. Everything is going to be fine, alright?”

I meet his soft gaze and nod.

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