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Why does he always have to have his muscular chest on show? Sometimes I think it’s just to torture me. It’s as if he knows the effect he has on me.
I shake my head, refusing to be distracted by him.
He can try this all he wants… doesn’t mean it’s going to work.
“Do you think maybe I can get out of here now?” I ask as I take a seat to watch him.
“Hmm?”
He doesn’t even look at me.
“I said ‘can I get out of here?’. Why the hell are you keeping me here now?”
“I’m making Risotto. Does that suit you?”
Frustration bubbles in the pit of my stomach. I curl my fists in rage.
“Owen, I’m trying to talk to you here. I want to know what I’m still doing here. What’s the end game? You’ve told me that I’m in trouble and I’m being followed, but that doesn’t mean I can just hide out here forever. That’s crazy.”
He says nothing.
But he does smirk.
Asshole.
“Come on, what the hell is the point of this? Just let me go. I can go back to Ireland if you want. Hang out with my father for a while until I’m safe. Surely he’d prefer that.”
Not that I’d ever go back to Ireland. Then I’ll end up married to a man I hate.
But Owen doesn’t need to know that!
“Why are you ignoring me, Owen? This is getting stupid now!”
He plates up the food, still ignoring me and takes the food over to the fire place.
I guess we’re eating now.
Fuck sake!
I huff and follow him, even eating what he’s cooked for me.
Mmm, this is damn good.
Maybe I should try and break his walls down a little. Get him talking to me before I renegotiate my release because I need to get out of here before I go crazy.
“When did you learn to cook?”
“Military.”
Is that all I’m getting? One word answers?
“Do you ever miss it?”
Now he doesn’t even bother to talk. Just a one shouldered shrug, that’sit.
“How do you know my father?” He just shoots me a knowing look. “Come on, how do you know him? How did you become a mob guy? Surely that doesn’t just happen? Especiallyto someone who came from the military.” He isn’t giving me anything, but I’m going to keep going. See what I can get out of him. “I was born into a family already involved in that life, so I haven’t been left much choice, but you…”
The death stare silences me.
