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At some point in the night, I must have fallen into an exhaustive sleep and in the morning I’m awakened by rapping outside my room. I march toward the door and turn the knob and now it opens. I pull the door back, glaring at him.
“You okay?” he asks and my leg draws back, and heaves forward, the intended target his balls, but he’s quick and captures my ankle in one stealth move. “Easy wildcat. I didn’t mean to piss you off. I just needed to keep you safe and we both needed some sleep,” Nate says.
“You told me I was safe with you and then you kidnapped me. I want to go home,” I huff.
“Where’s home?” he asks.
“Russia. Moscow to be specific, and if you aren’t kidnapping me and holding me against my will then I want to go now. Just take me to the airport and I’ll find my way.”
“You think we’re the bad guys?” he asks and I almost feel a bit of remorse. “We knew you were with Matt inside the bar and that you helped him. We were just trying to keep you protected. We knew Matt would want you taken to one of our secure houses. That’s what we did. Nothing more, just kept you safe until we could check in with him.”
“Take me home! If he wanted to talk to me he would have come by last night.”
He frowns and levels me with an intense stare. “Clearly Matt’s going to have his hands full with you. I’ll have the team connect with Matt. In the meantime, get ready for the day and then come downstairs. Gaby had breakfast made for us. French toast with pecans and maple syrup,” Nate says before leaving me to ponder my situation.
I wash my face and brush my teeth with the stuff that was laid out for me before sliding into some clothes.
“How did you know my size?” I say, inhaling the aroma of cinnamon and coffee as I waltz into the kitchen..
He turns from what he’s doing at the sink to look at me. “First off, it wouldn’t hurt to say thank you for making sure you had clean clothes, second, Matt wanted to make sure you were comfortable. He probably guessed, and our shopper took it from there. Any more questions?” Nate asks.
“No, I’m sorry,” I say, feeling ashamed of my reactions. “I appreciate everything you and your team have done to get me out of the situation I was in. I just freaked out a little bit when I found my door locked. I’m sorry.”
“Apology accepted. I wouldn’t have locked your door if I didn’t think you might take off and get yourself into trouble. The Chicago Mafia is still out there, probably looking high and low for you.”
“They won’t dare come near me on my family’s turf,” I say and he raises his eyebrows in question.
“You don’t even want to know. Now, I thought you promised me this great breakfast or was that just some fancy line?” Nate chuckles and shakes his head. “No wildcat, sit your ass down and I’ll give you something to eat,” he says, gesturing me to the stool across from the breakfast bar. “Maybe a good meal will tame that little growl of yours.”
“Perhaps,” I concede.
“The car will be here shortly. We’ll take it to the private strip and the jet will get you home from there.”
“Do you think I can call my sister?”
“No can do. Not until Jay and Matt give the all clear and we know you’re not being followed. Let’s get you into the air and we’ll take it from there,” Nate says as we finish our meal.
“Breakfast was very good. I’m just going to brush my teeth and I’ll be ready to go,” I say, taking my dish to the sink to rinse it.
“Leave it, it’ll be taken care of. The jet will be at the strip waiting for us shortly. You’ll find a small suitcase and some clothes in the closet in your room. Pack up your clothes, Matt wants you to take them with you,” Cole says, glancing down at his phone.
“That’s seriously nice of him, but I do have clothes at home,” I say.
“Take them. He went out of his way to have them purchased for you,” Nate scolds.
I nod, because it was an extremely nice thing for him to do and I make a note to get his mailing address and send him a thank you note.
When I return, Nate’s waiting for me with a light jacket thrown over his arm. “What’s that?” I say, gesturing toward the luggage sitting on the floor next to him.
“You didn’t think you were getting rid of me that quick, did you?”
“Yes, I did, actually. What gives?” I ask, eyeing his bag and then him.
“It’s not safe for you to be without protection until we get you home.”
I scowl and he narrows his eyes at me. “Don’t even start, wildcat. You’ll have the back bedroom of the plane all to yourself. Read a couple books, watch a movie, catch up on some sleep. Whatever you want to do. You won’t even know I’m around, but in case they’ve tracked you back to Moscow, you’re not going alone. I’ve got my orders,” Nate says.
“Matt?”
