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“Everyone in Kentbury knows we’re in New York,” I mumble. “I can just hear Mrs. Bowman, ‘Cassie is lovely, but I’m glad you two had some alone time, dear.’”
I slap my palm on my forehead. This can’t be happening.
“Let them talk, why would you care?”
I stab the number twenty several times until the doors close while glaring at him.
“You’re hungry. Why don’t we change clothes and have some lunch? I want us to talk,” he suggests.
Food, yes, food sounds just about right.
I check the time on my phone. It’s almost two. I barely have time to change and leave for my appointment.
“As I said, I have plans. My appointment is at three.” I google restaurants near me.
Everything that pops up sounds fancy. I just want a slice of pizza. When the elevator doors open, he walks me to my room where the bellboy is already setting our bags.
“I’ll be ready in five minutes,” he says, tipping the guy that helped with our luggage. “We can find a place to grab a quick bite, and I’ll get you to your appointment on time.”
“You’re not coming with me,” I say but it’s too late, he’s already gone.
ChapterTwelve
Knightly
When I reach the lobby,Landon’s already waiting for me, holding a plastic bag.
“Here, I didn’t find much, but this should do,” he says, handing it to me.
“What is it?”
“Ham sandwich with extra mayo and provolone cheese,” he announces.
When I open the bag, there’s just one sandwich and a box of apple juice.
“What about you?”
“I ate mine while I was walking back to the hotel,” he says casually before he asks the bellboy to get us a cab. “We can get something heartier after your appointment.”
“Where are you going?” I glare at him as I slide into the cab and he does the same.
“I’m going with you, of course,” he explains. “We need to talk.”
“About what?” I huff and give the cab driver the address of the fertility clinic.
“You can’t just walk away from your life to search for something you already have in Kentbury.”
“Do we have to rehash Saturday’s conversation, Miller?”
“Look, Cassie’s devastated.”
I knew it. Cassie wasn’t going to let it go. She said last night that she understood. Instead of allowing me to talk things through with her, she decided to ask her dad to stop me. I love that kid, but seriously? As sweet as it is to know that this man would do anything for his daughter, I’m fuming. He just can’t let things be, can’t he?
“Fuck,” he curses under his breath. “I upset you more, didn’t I?”
“Landon, I’m sure your intentions are noble, but I’d appreciate it if you stop right now.” I check the time. “This week is crucial to me. Thank you for driving me, I know that without you I might not have made it, but honestly, I’m not in the mood for another intervention.”
He nods and stays quiet during the drive. Once we arrive, he pays the cab and helps me out of the car. The man keeps following me, even when I’m glaring at him.
