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Maybe I’m just fooling myself and clinging on to something that was never really there. Perhaps Dante Moretti is incapable of feeling anything for anyone but himself, because each time I get a little close to him, he seems to drift even further away. But I’m no longer going to stand by and be a spectator in my own life. I want answers from him, and I’m determined to get them.
I showerand change and head straight to Dante’s study. I can’t keep living in this house as a prisoner, waiting for whatever crumbs of affection he decides to throw me.
The armed guard is standing at the door as usual.
“He’s not to be disturbed,” he says before I even ask if he’s in there.
“Well, can you tell him this is an emergency and I need to speak with him urgently?”
“He’s not to be disturbed,” he repeats.
“Well, I’m not moving until you at least knock on that damn door and tell him I need to speak with him right now.” I fold my arms across my chest and glare at him.
He rolls his eyes in annoyance before knocking on the door and poking his head inside the room. “It’s Miss Evanson, boss,” he says.
“I’m busy.”
“She says it’s an emergency.”
There’s a few seconds pause before he speaks again. “Show her in,” Dante says, and the giant guard steps aside and allows me into the room before closing the door behind me and leaving us in privacy.
“What is it, Kat?” Dante asks with a sigh, running his hand through his hair.
I sit on the chair opposite his desk, clasping my hands in my lap to stop myself from fidgeting. “I need to talk to you.”
“Can’t it wait? I’m kind of in the middle of something.”
“No, it can’t, Dante. I’ve been waiting for two weeks to talk about this and you avoid me constantly.”
“I have a lot going on.”
“I know, but you’ve practically ignored me since we left the hospital.”
He narrows his eyes as they search my face. “So talk.”
I swallow as I try to think of what I need to say and the best way to say it. “What are we doing here, Dante?”
He frowns, but he doesn’t reply.
“Do you even really want me here with you? Do you want a baby?”
“You know I want you here, Kat,” he snaps.
“I know that you don’t want me to leave, but that’s not the same thing, is it?”
He shakes his head in frustration. “It kind of seems like it is.”
“But it’s not,” I insist. “You won’t let me leave, but you ignore me ninety percent of the time. When we started, this was just about the sex, but I’m having your baby. I know we didn’t plan it that way and I know you wouldn’t have chosen this, but it’s happening and you can’t go on pretending that I don’t exist.”
“When do I ever pretend that you don’t exist?” he snaps.
“When you sleep beside me every night but never speak to me. When you spend all of your time locked away in your study.”
“I was giving you some space.”
“I don’t want space. I want you,” I choke out the words. But hearing them aloud feels alien to me. How can I want this man who I so desperately want to hate. The man who turned my entire life upside down?
“You kiss away my nightmares and you fuck me like our bodies have known each other forever, but you refuse to give me any assurance about my future and what it might hold. You have never even once apologized for taking me from the only life I had and keeping me here like some pet for you to stroke and fuss over whenever the need strikes you. And despite all that, I still want you. I crave your affection, Dante, even though I know I’m a fool for doing it. So, if you don’t want me too, then please just tell me and let me go.”
