Reed (The Protection Series Book 1) by A. Greene

Author:A. Greene [Greene, A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-10-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Ali

The longer Reed is gone, the more ridiculous the idea of staying here becomes to me. Without him here, my brain reminds me of all the bad things in my past until I can’t trust my instincts. Plus, there is the fact that I’m lying to him, and once he finds out everything, there is no way he will want to be with someone like me. Someone with all the baggage I’m carrying around. He might think I’m attractive, but he will ask me to leave once he sees the darkness inside me.

There is no way we can stay here. While the boys don’t have too many toys at home, here they have nothing, and watching TV only keeps them occupied for a little while. I feel uncomfortable walking around Reed’s house, but I have to do it to see if I can find anything the boys can play with. The first floor holds the living room, a dining room, the kitchen, a library, and a gym. Nothing for two-year-old boys to play with. With the boys on my hips, I check upstairs. I find three bedrooms, two bathrooms, an office, and a master bedroom. Once Jacob starts crying for Mr. Dog, his stuffed animal, I know we have to go home. Reed and I live in two different worlds. This will never work.

So I call the only person I know who will come to get us, Grandmama. I find the address to Reed’s house from a piece of mail in the office. The gate needs a code, and I don’t have it. For that reason, I tell her to call when she gets to the gate, which she does. By the time we get to her car, Jacob is a mess. We all are cold, frustrated, and exhausted. We get the boys settled in the car seats Grandmama has for them.

I lie and tell her that my Jeep wouldn’t start, and a friend from college brought me to their house, but they had to work. She lets it go even though I can tell she doesn’t believe me. Was I terrified to go back to the apartment? Yes, but what else could I do? I just had to pray that whoever trashed my car doesn’t know where I live. Grandmama helps me get the boys out, but I refuse to let her come inside. I give the boys cereal for supper, help them into their pajamas, and make them a warm cup of milk. My phone died hours ago, and I haven’t had a free second to plug it in to charge.

It takes the boys less than five minutes to fall asleep. While I want to stay in bed beside them and sleep, I can’t. I need to figure some things out. Slipping out of the room, I leave the door cracked in case one of them wakes up. Then I head out to the living room. After hours of processing what happened, Dennis is the only person who makes sense.

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