The Comfort in the Brave (Sacred Trinity Book 3) by JA Huss

Author:JA Huss [Huss, JA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Science Future Press
Published: 2024-08-22T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14 - RIGGS

When I close the bedroom door behind me, I’m frustrated and angry. Frustrated because she’s right, of course. Why should she trust me? It’s Stockholm syndrome shit.

But the anger is with myself. Because I was starting to fall for her and it’s nothing but a stupid, hopeless fantasy.

What I didn’t tell her, when she asked why I was doing this, was that maybe the reason I wanted to lock her in the bunker for three months was so I could sort things out and then… go back and get her so the two of us could…

I scoff.

Could what? Go on the run together? It’s so fucking absurd, I’m internally cringing at my own thought process.

But the truth is… that was what I was thinking and I didn’t even realize it until we had this conversation about trust.

I really thought I could put her on hold while I sorted shit out, then go back and get her and keep her forever.

Not alone, in a bunker, but in her world up top.

We could find a new future together. I mean, her life just imploded. She lost her job and her place to live. It’s the perfect time to start over.

Yeah, Riggs, that little voice in my head says. She really wants to start over with a guy like you.

Probably not. She saw right through my lies. And even if she could convince herself that I was telling the truth about liking her, those threats I made in the beginning are something else altogether. I can almost picture us as old people, after being together for thirty years and getting in a fight. She would still be quoting those threats at me. We’d have kids, and grandkids, and she’d tell the story of how we met.

Well, dear grandchildren, your Pop-Pop here kidnapped me on the worst day of my life, and then we ran away to an underground city and…

And what? What are we going to do next?

“Next,” I say out loud, “we’re going to dinner at Ike Monroe’s.”

I go into the bathroom, splash some water on my face, and try not to look at myself in the mirror.

One night.

All I have to do is get through this one night. Then, tomorrow, get on the train, take her to the bunker, lock her in, and never think about her again.

This was the plan.

This is the plan.

When I go back out to the main living area, she must’ve splashed water on her face too because her cheeks are a little bit flushed.

She doesn’t say anything, so I walk to the door and hold it open.

We exit the room without another word.

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