He shrugs. “Yeah, the asshole didn’t want to sell.”
Jesus. I skim through the paperwork. He really tracked and repurchased all five of my most valuable cars.
“What is this?” I freeze when I see the seller’s name.
He wraps his arms around my waist from behind, looking over my shoulder. “Yeah, that was a surprise. Did you know your father bought this one for us as a wedding present?”
“I didn’t. He must have used an alias. What the hell?”
“Actually, he didn’t know he was buying from you. Nico didn’t know.”
“Nico?”
“Your father tasked him with finding the perfect gift. They bought you your car.”
“And they sold it back to you?” I turn in his arms,meeting his eyes. The eyes that say so much. No wonder he never bothered with words.
“I showed them proof you sold it, and made a point that you wouldn’t want something you let go of.” He kisses me.
“You used their own ignorance against them?” I laugh. “Sneaky… I have to be careful around you.”
“You definitely should,” he says, with a deliciously dark promise in his tone, and I almost whimper.
Rising on my tiptoes, I seize his lips. “Thank you.”
“Let’s go. We have an ultrasound appointment.” He grabs my hand.
“In two days,” I laugh as he drags me out of the yard.
“I moved it to today. I couldn’t wait to hear the heartbeat again.”
This man. How did I ever think I could be without him?
“And you didn’t think about asking me first?” I tease him.
“Are you saying you don’t want to do it today?”
He got me there.
Sometimes, letting someone decide for me is not as lethal as I feared. Maybe control is choosing who gets to hold me when I fall.
Chapter 35
Liam
“Your surprise is showing up here?” I sit on the sofa in the suite’s living room. “Who is it? Room service?” I flex my fingers.
Roxy doesn’t pace. She doesn’t wring her hands. She does something worse. She fidgets like she’s bracing for impact. This does not look like a surprise I’d welcome.
She takes my hands and folds her smaller palm around my fingers, guiding them open and shut like she’s rewiring my nervous system. Like she’s reminding my body it doesn’t have to fight today.
“You will not like it at first. But it’s time.”
I sigh and let her flex my fingers for me. “You’re not helping.”
A knock hits the door, and my pulse kicksup a notch.
“Just try. That’s all I’m asking.” She cups my face and kisses me, like she’s steadying me before a storm.
