Slow & Steady by Kendall Ryan

Author:Kendall Ryan
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Kendall Ryan Books
Published: 2016-04-11T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Finley

Soon after sunrise on the third day, I carried Maple upstairs and set her in her high chair. Brant was already sitting at the kitchen table, with his laptop open in front of him and a cup of black coffee by his elbow. He looked up and smiled at the sound of my footsteps. “Good morning, sunshine. What's for breakfast?”

Whatever you're making, asshole, was what I wanted to snap. Which decade were we living in again? He'd clearly been up for a while, but he hadn't lifted a finger to put food on the table. If only I could starve him to death by pretending to be a bad cook.

“Morning,” I replied tonelessly. “I was thinking pancakes.”

Ever since the first day, I'd struggled to maintain the fragile balance between making him angry and coming across as flirtatious. I had to keep things strictly civil. If he thought I'd warmed up to him too much...

I still slept in the downstairs guest room where I'd first woken up. Unchained now, so I could use the bathroom and reach Maple if she cried. Brant hadn't made me spend the night in his bed yet. Although he had broached the subject—and I'd tried not to shudder too visibly—he hadn't pushed it. But I was sure it was only a matter of time. And when that time came, I didn't know what I'd do.

Brant beamed and turned to Maple. “Ooh, pancakes. How would you like that, darling? With lots of maple syrup for my maple girl?”

She just gave him a slow, big-eyed blink. Your girl? she seemed to say. Who the hell are you and why are you talking to me? I chuckled to myself. She might not have been old enough to understand the details, but she could sense when things weren't quite right.

I eyed Brant's laptop as I cut open a bag of pancake mix and dumped it into a bowl. A red Ethernet cable looped from his computer to a jack on the wall under the table. Signal or no signal, he needed to keep up with work, and for that he needed Internet. But he hadn't given me a moment alone with any of his electronics.

While pouring the batter onto the griddle, I commented as casually as I could manage, “By the way, we're out of diapers.” I had been changing Maple almost every hour to use them up as fast as possible. Brant had only packed a small stash. I figured he only had two options here: He would bring us back to civilization in order to keep an eye on us, giving me the chance to make a scene, find a phone, maybe even just run for it. Or he'd leave us behind, letting me explore the house unsupervised. Your move, you twisted son of a bitch.

“Oh, dear. I guess I'll have to drive downtown today.”

I let myself grin, knowing he couldn't see it when I faced the stove. “Can we come along with you? I want to see if I can find Maple's usual toddler snacks.

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