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For a moment, I stare at him dumbfounded.What the fuck is going on?The wordhusbandrepeats in my mind.
Husband.
Sebastian. My husband. Married. To Me.
I can’t help it. Like a maniac, I burst out laughing, right there in the middle of the airport bar.
Ryan turns to Sebastian and says, “Sorry man, it was, uh, nice to meet you both.”
I don’t miss the way his eyes widen a fraction, probably at my craziness, as he vacates Sebastian’s seat and scurries away.
Oh, my God.
“You do realize you look like a mad woman, right?” Sebastian asks, his tone full of authority. I never thought I had a thing for accents, but there’s just something about the British one that does something for me.
It hasnothingto do with the man himself.
He takes a seat and acts as if he didn’t just say the most out of this world thing.
When my laughter finally dies down, I point to my chest. “Me? In what world would you be my husband? Scratch that. In what world would you beanyone’shusband?”
“I don’t think it’s that far out of the realms of possibility,” he says, sounding offended. Although that can’t be right, because I’m certain that this is the same man who has a different woman for each day of the week.
His hand rests on the back of my high-backed stool, and for a moment, I wonder if he’s going to play with my hair. Images play through my mind of the last time he touched me. It’s dangerous when I’m the subject of his attention, because he makes me want things that he’s made clear I can’t have.
Images of the last time his hand rested behind me run through my mind and I clear my throat to dispel them. “It doesn’t matter whether it is or not, you shouldn’t have said that to him.”
His response is a shrug, and I could slap him for it, but instead, I huff out a breath of annoyance at his complete non-answer. “The least you could do is apologize”
“I would if I felt I did something wrong, but I don’t, so I won’t.”
“You are unbelievable.” I down the rest of my drink and swing my chair around ready to leave.
“Where are you going?”
“Away from you.” I glare at him, pasting a probably creepy smile on my face as I say, “Dearhusband.”
I already can’t wait for this trip to be over.
TEN
Sebastian
Ididn’t bother following Alex out of the bar. It seemed pointless, seeing as we’re in an airport and she can’t go anywhere. Instead, I finish my drink and ordered another one as I thought about why I’d just told some guy I was her husband.
Seeing her with her hand enveloped in another man’s had made feral feelings ignite inside of me. I’d watched as I made my way across the room, waiting for her to steal her hand back, but it never happened. Barely talking myself down from laying the guy out, I settled for the one thing I knew would have him running.
Calling myself her husband.
It felt like a kick in the dick when she said she couldn't see me being anyone’s husband, and I’m not sure why. I’ve never wanted that, and I still don’t, but my chest ached at her comment.
I spent the time finishing my drink, rationalizing that it only hurts my pride because she holds so much more power than she realizes. A knot of worry twists inside of me as I contemplate whether or not I’m making a mistake. This was nothing in comparison to the grand plan that starts when we meet George Bennett.
I’ve done my own research of Sanctuary and it’s very apparent that I’m not the man George Bennett would sell to. It will be much easier to convince him I’m the man to sign on the dotted line with when I have a fiancée on my arm.
A very fake fiancée.
Alex was sitting at the gate when I arrived. She gave me a look of frustration when I sat down next to her, ignoring me as we waited to be called to board the plane. Being seated next to each other on the flight didn’t get her talking. In fact, she put in her earbuds and stopped any attempt I made at conversation. She’s ignored me in the car the entire journey to the apartment I’ve rented and even as we’ve collected the keys, she’s remained silent.
