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I get off the bike and toss him my helmet. “I don’t think you have the kind of friends who can afford this. If you do, they certainly aren’t the kind of people that you should be associating with, given your career.”
He scowls at me and I smirk. Tyson is more likely to underestimate me, though he is learning fast. I pay more attention to what he’s doing and who he’s whispering on the phone with then he gives me credit for.
As we board the plane, I consider asking him why we’re leaving again. I know that my father is in the city, but I didn’t think that would be enough to scare Tyson away. He was the one who thought hiding just beneath my father’s nose was the perfect idea.
The only conclusion I can come to is that he saw my father or my father saw him. Although, if my father had seen him, I don’t think we would still be alive.
Tyson settles down in one of the chairs, closing his eyes and clasping his hands together behind his head. It’s his not-so-subtle way of telling me that he doesn’t want to talk.
Luckily for him, I’m not in the mood for talking either.
Going back home feels weird, especially now that I know I’m pregnant. I’m nauseous, though I don’t know if it’s from the baby or from thinking about having to keep the baby a secret from my mom. Mom is a victim of Dad like the rest of us. I feel awful for running away, causing her more stress, and then keeping more secrets from her.
I just want to be able to tell my mom that I’m fine and everything is going to be okay. I want to tell her that everything I’m doing is to protect us from Dad.
Growing up, I always thought that my mom would be the first person I’d share the news with. I thought that she would be with me every step of the way. I didn’t think that I would be running from my father and hiding her grandchild.
This isn’t the way I thought my pregnancy would go.
I certainly didn’t think I would get knocked up by an FBI agent.
“You need to calm down,” Tyson says without opening his eyes. “I can practically hear your thoughts from here.”
“You have no clue what I’m thinking.”
“I can’t imagine there is a whole lot going on in your head,” he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
I roll my eyes and sprawl out on one of the couches. There is a lingering pain at my temples. It’s the start of the headache I know is going to hang on for days.
Telling my mother that I’m pregnant will only put us in more danger. Mom would tell Dad – wanting to share the good news with him – and Dad would use the pregnancy against me.
My hand drifts over my stomach. I will do whatever it takes to keep my baby safe. If that means keeping this pregnancy a secret, I’ll do that.
The plane takes off a few minutes later and I settle in for a long flight. I sit up and look around, searching for something to do.
“Remote is in the side table,” Tyson says without opening his eyes.
I scowl at him and open the little drawer, pulling out the remote. The television is small but at least there will be something to entertain me for the several hours I’m trapped with Tyson.
When I settle on a rom-com, he sighs and opens his eyes. I feel his stare burning into the side of my head but I ignore him. If he wants to talk about something, he can be the first to start speaking.
“Aria,” Tyson says, his tone heavy. “What the hell is this shit?”
“Calm down, Agent Asshole.” I keep my gaze focused on the movie as he gets up and moves to sit on the other side of the couch.
“Why are you sulking?”
“I’m not sulking.”
He scoots closer to me, his hand landing on my leg. He lifts my feet and puts them in his lap. Tyson pulls off my shoes and tosses them to the floor before running his thumb along my ankle.
“You are sulking. Why?”
I sigh as he presses his thumb deeper into my ankle, massaging it slowly. He is silent, his attention on the television.
“You don’t trust me.” My voice sounds small and I hate that I didn’t put more power behind the statement.
I’m not a weak woman. I wasn’t raised to be weak.
