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I cross my arms over my chest and give him a bored stare. “I was busy.”
“When I call, you answer. I told you on the first day that this job is every second of every day.”
“What did you need?” I fight my smile when he struggles to come up with an answer.
“I’ve sorted it now,” he grumbles.
“I guess you didn’t need me after all. Please excuse me; I’m about to go to bed.” I walk past him to go into the bathroom, but he grabs my arm, stopping me. “Let go.”
“Sav.” He doesn’t say anything else, but his eyes give away his worry.
I refuse to give in. If he wants to say something, he needs to speak up.
“I was worried,” he admits after two minutes of silence.
Raising my brow at him, I say, “Be careful, Huxley; I might start thinking you care about me.”
My words cause him to release my arm as if they electrocuted him. He takes a step back. “We work together. You can’t keep avoiding me or being pissed at me.”
“Have you stopped looking?”
His empty stare gives me my answer.
“Then I’m still pissed.”
“What are you so afraid of?”
The tension is so thick it makes it hard to breathe, or maybe that is because I have to give an honest answer to somebody. I’m so used to brushing my real emotions off that I want to run when facing them. But Huxley isn’t giving me that option. I can see the determination in his eyes.
“What if he’s happy in life? What if he lives in a suburban house with the love of his life and three children? What if he got a happily ever after while me and my mum struggled? What do I say to that, Hux? How do I stand in front of the man that brought me into this world throughrape? He won’t want to know me because I wasn’t supposed to exist. My mum never wanted me. I’ve known that my whole life, and it isn’t easy. Imagine how you would feel if you found out that not only were you unwanted but conceived through such a despicable thing. If I don’t know him, I can pretend that maybe my father would have wanted me at some point.”
Huxley takes two slow steps until he is standing before me. He takes my face and forces me to look at him. “A man like him doesn’t deserve to want or know you. But he deserves to know what he missed out on. I want him to look at you and realise that abeautifulthing came out of the ugly thing he did. I want him to drown in guilt.”
I place my hands over his. “I’m not a revengeful person. Seeing him will only hurt me and my mum.”
He looks defeated. “Then let me continue my search. Even if it means you only get to know what makes up the rest of your DNA.”
I walk away from him and take a seat on the bed. “No. If I know you know where he is, it won’t stop playing on my mind. Please let it go.”
Huxley goes silent as my plea settles between us. He stares at the ground with a deep thought written over his face. He looks at me with a rare smile. “Let’s place a bet. If I win, I get to keep searching. If you win, I’ll give you whatever you want.”
This is a dangerous game, but whatever it is, I know I can try and beat him. He underestimates how competitive I am.
“AnythingI want?“ I ask.
“Anything.”
If there is one thing Huxley loves, it’s his car. All his pride and joy is in that stupid car. I don’t need it, but I know he will never agree to it.
“I want your car.Permanently.”
“Done,” he agrees within seconds.
My surprise leaves me speechless until I remember I don’t know what game we’re playing. “We have the terms. What’s the game?”
He shrugs his suit jacket off, unbuttons his cuffs and pops the top button of his shirt. His lazy grin gives me my answer before his words do. “What else, sweetheart? We’re going to fuck this anger away, and whoever comes first, loses.”
From his trouser pocket, he takes out a red foiled condom and holds it up between two fingers. He watches me with a challenging look before tossing it onto the bed.
