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“I know who to call to diffuse the situation,” she cuts me off with a sharp tone.
“Send security to her place and my parents,” I order her.
“Don’t tell me how to do my job, for fuck’s sake,” she snaps. “Just get her to safety, and I’ll take care of the rest. I’ll call you back.” Then she hangs up.
“Damnit!” I smack the steering wheel several times, wanting to rip the damn thing off.
I hesitantly glance at Scar and see tears tracking down her face. Panic and fear start taking over, making my stomach turn. I could lose her for good. All I want to do is pull her into my lap and hold her, comfort her with my touch and the truth of my feelings for her.
Sam’s right. I knew something like this would happen, but I was too fucking selfish, wanting to make things work between me and Scar. My feelings for her are stronger than they have been for any other girl I’ve been with. If I had to see her share her life with someone else, it would slice me in half. There’s no way I could ever allow that to happen. It’s not in the cards for us. This is our second chance. A second chance that led her back to me, and there’s no way in hell I am letting anything tear us apart.
I sigh in relief when I pull into the penthouse. It’s forty-five minutes away from town, isolated enough no one can ever find us. I made sure of it before I purchased it and installed the best security system and a panic room.
I pull up to the gate and type in the security code. I drive forward when the gate opens. The road leads to an underground parking garage that belongs solely to me. When I put the truck into park, I shut it off and turn to face Scar. She faces the window and her head’s against the head rest, but the defeat on her face is shown on the reflection from the window.
“Scar?” I kept my voice soft. “Baby, please look at me.”
She stays completely still and silent, which only boils the anxiety brewing inside me like a kettle ready to explode, scorching my heart along in the process.
“I’m so fucking sorry.” I plead for her to believe me.
Her lashes flutter shut, and a black tear rolls down her face, smeared from her makeup. At that moment, I want to bash my head against the window and shatter this nightmare from my mind.
FIFTY-FOUR
SCAR
“Does Skylar know you’re cheating on her?”
“How long has this affair been going on?”
“Is her son your love child?”
Those words play on repeat the entire way to wherever Maverick is taking us. Did he lie to me about not being with Skylar anymore? Maybe he is and I’m his dirty little secret. I never heard anything in the media about them breaking up. They are still shown as a couple on both of their social media accounts and in the news. How could I have been so blind? That’s what happens whenever Maverick is around. My feelings for him cloud my judgment.
“Scar?” Maverick says in a soft voice. “Baby, please look at me.”
I don’t respond.
“I’m so fucking sorry,” he pleads, clearly begging for me to believe him, but my eyes flutter shut.
He sighs and gets out of the car, softly closing the door behind him. When he reaches my door and opens it, I feel his warm touch cup the side of my face. I want to bask in his warmth and let myself feel the happiness I felt when we were at the art studio.
“Everyone has a story, Skittles.”
Maybe Seth and Gem are right. I need to give Maverick a chance to explain. Nothing good comes from jumping to conclusions. When I open my eyes, Maverick is staring at me with red-rimmed eyes. When was he crying? I give him a wistful smile and his face softens.
I let him help me out of the truck and don’t fight him off when he wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him as we walk to the elevator. He holds me tighter as if he’s afraid I’ll float away.
The door opens with a ding, and we step off the elevator and into the formal foyer.
Wow. This place is gorgeous.
Maverick tosses his keys into a colorful blown glass bowl that sits on a side table and hangs his jacket in the entryway cubby.
“Come on, I’ll give you a tour,” he whispers, taking my hand in his, and leads me down the hall into a bright open space with floor-to-ceiling windows. I walk toward the private balcony featuring jaw-dropping views of the mountains. I could see myself painting here and soaking in the sunset. A smile forms on my face when I take in the tranquil scenery.
Maverick leads me toward the bedrooms that are on opposite ends of the home, connected to a spacious central living room with a modern, slim and streamlined fireplace. Next, we see the adjoining den and home office, a formal dining room and adjoining gourmet chef's kitchen comes into view.
