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I try not look at him. He isn’t my friend but was sent here by my husband for whatever reason. Whatever feelings I held in my heart for Kalum died the night his parents wanted me gone.
When I was forced into his life, Kalum found me to be an inconvenience, and even though he tried to be nice because we did have an attraction to one another, he was also heartless. I hope he found someone who could love him the way he deserved.
I have to be strong for LJ. Lane warned me that I was a target for information only I have access to if something were ever to happen to him and that includes our son. His family wants to destroy what he built, and with him being by my side. I always thought it was impossible. But I never thought something like this could happen. But accidents happen, and it is something we have no control over. Lane is gone.
The armed guards escort me and LJ with Kalum trailing behind us like we are celebrities walking out of the building in the middle of New York City. Flashes from cameras, people shouting.
“…Mrs. Turner, who’s going to run Turner Automotive?”
“…Are you going to sell?”
Lane Jr. grips my black fitted dress, hiding his face on my side, holding his toy cars. A driver opens the rear passenger door of a sleek black Maybach.
I hesitate. “It is all right. It’s safe,” Kalum says behind me.
I guide LJ inside the car first, and I follow. He sits in the middle, and I sit on the far side. To my surprise, the right passenger door opens, and Kalum slides inside. The smell of his cologne permeates the air in the confined car mixed with expensive leather.
Kalum sits, looking straight ahead, and says, “We need to talk.”
“I have nothing to say to you. If you could, please drop me off at my hotel.”
“I’m afraid that’s not possible. The media knows you are here, and they want answers that you are not ready to give them. His parents are not happy with his decision regarding his will. You and LJ will stay with me at my penthouse.”
My gaze lands on the profile of his. “I prefer my hotel, where I can get my things and take the next flight out of here.”
He shakes his head like I’m a child, making my insides boil. “As I said, you will stay with me at my penthouse. It is not safe for you or LJ. They want to pressure to sell. They want the information you have access to. You know that your in-laws are not happy with your husband’s decision to leave everything to you. They will do anything to destroy it or make you sell his company and his patents.”
“I know that. I am fully aware,” I snap.
His head turns to me, and the expression on his face is hard and unreadable. There is a tic in his jaw, but then his eyes soften. He looks at LJ sitting between us while he digs the cars into theleather like it’s the pavement on a track, making imprints with the wheels.
“You and LJ are my responsibility. Get used to the idea of me being around because there is no other person Lane trusted except me.”
“Why would he trust you with me? Why would you care what happens to me or
to my son?”
He avoids answering the question, and it pisses me off. Why? Why would Lane do this? My happiness is with Lane, not this nightmare sitting in a car. A man I have no wish discussing my life with.
“I am really sorry about Lane.”
LJ’s head pops up at the mention of his father. “Mommy says Daddy is in heaven. Right, Mommy?”
The back of my eyes sting with fresh tears that don’t seem to stop.
I give LJ a watery smile. “Yes, baby. He is in heaven watching over you.”
“He is watching over you, too,” he says in his little voice. “Daddy told me to take care of you when he is gone. He said he loves you sooo much that he wanted to make sure someone looked after you.”
“I do too, baby. I will always love both of you very much,” I say in a shaky breath, looking out the window and trying to compose myself.
I’m trying not to let LJ see me cry all the time. He understands that his father is no longer with us, but Lane expressed his love for us when he was home and made sure our son knew
he loved us both. There are times I don’t think I’m going to survive without Lane with me.
“I’m sorry, Aura,” Kalum says quietly.
I can feel his gaze, but I still can’t look at him. I can’t.
