Page 193 of The Pact


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Without moving his gaze from his phone, he gave my thigh a gentle squeeze. “You should be mostly fine by then.”

“I must say your bedside manner has improved from the last time I was unwell. You’ve actually been very nice to me today. Which is remarkable, considering I make a terrible patient.”

He shrugged. “You don’t do well with being made to sit still. I’m no better, so I get it.”

It was good that he “got” it, because I was just as awful a patient as the days went by. And God, they seemed to pass at an agonizingly slow pace. The celibacy made me even grumpier. But he stayed home with me, batting off my moodiness like a champ.

It wasn’t until day four that I had my full range of movement back. Dax and I celebrated that with a morning quickie that I’dsoneeded. A short time later, while we were waiting for our breakfast to arrive, he asked me to follow him outside; said he wanted to show me something.

Curious, I happily followed him out of the front door.

And came to a halt.

Sidling up to him, I cast him a sideways glance. “What’s this?”

“What does it look like?”

I returned my gaze to the large object in the driveway. “It looks like a car.”

“So observant,” he said dryly.

I snickered. “It’s parked in my usual space.”

“Because it’s yours. I had someone drive it here earlier.” He raised a hand. “I know you said you were fine with simply having your other car fixed, since there wasn’t a lot of damage. But you’ve been having nightmares since the crash. I’d rather you were driving something that doesn’t feature in those nightmares.”

I swallowed hard. “I appreciate that. I do. But this car is a brand newie.” Shiny and stylish and expensive. “It had to have cost—”

“Don’t make a deal out of the cost. We’re married. What’s mine is yours. And if you need something, I’m going to make sure you have it—end of conversation.”

He was making my chest feel all tight and warm again. “Then than—”

“Don’t,” he said, cutting me off as he slipped a hand into his pocket. A hand that then dangled a set of keys in front of me. “You’ll need these.”

I closed my hand around them and gently took them from him, pleased to see there was a fob attached.

His gaze searched mine. “Will you be okay driving? If you’d rather wait a few days, I can chauffeur you around.”

I felt my brows inch up. “Like I’m Miss Daisy? No, thanks. I’m good, I promise.”

“If that changes, if at any point you panic or feel uncomfortable, call me.”

I weakly saluted him. “Will do.”

His eyes burned into mine, unconvinced. “Promise me, Addison.”

God, the asshole needed to stop making me feel all gooey. “I swear I’ll call you if I get anxious.”

He gave a short nod of satisfaction.

I was about to head over to my brand-new baby and check her out, but something in his expression made me frown. “What is it?”

He poked his tongue into the inside of his cheek. “There’s something I need to tell you.”

My stomach winding tight, I allowed him to lead me back into the villa. God, what now?

He closed the door before he finally explained, “Thaddeus has been found.”

Instantly, my insides unclenched and my mood once again became bright. “And you’ll be having a chat with him soon, I take it.”

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