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“Danica is on the contracts,” I say with a chuckle. “I’ll arrange a meet with Hendrick and Wells immediately.”
“And I got the new in-law situation taken care of. Those people will do anything I demand,” he murmurs.
“Are you sure?”
He laughs. “I’ll make that motherfucker kiss my shoe.”
“Bets?” I ask.
“Go and get your brothers handled,” he chuckles. “See you at the meet tomorrow. Your mother is a ball of fucking nerves. I gotta go home and fuck her so she calms down about the whole thing.”
“There are some things a son doesn’t need to know about his mother and father,” I point out the obvious.
“Yeah.” He gives me a smirk. “But your mother was my prize, and she’s always been my fucking prize. Best decision I ever made, choosing her.”
Without another word, he walks out of his office, leaving me alone. I don’t follow him. Instead, I dig my phone out of my pocket, thumb through it, and find the tracking app. Smiling, I sink my teeth into my bottom lip as it pulls her up.
She’s on the plane headed here. I can’t wait to fucking see her again. And I will. There is no way we’re going to be in the same town and me not see her until the wedding day. I’m going to fuck her again tonight, too.
CLAIRE
When the plane touches down,I feel… uneasy. My anger has completely left me, so has betrayal. Now I’m just uneasy, mainly because I have no idea how my fiancé is going to take the fact that I’m no longer a virgin.
I’m now regretting my plan. Not that I regret losing my virginity, because the night with the stranger was amazing. But I regret the way I did it, that when I tell him I’m going to either die or be freed and I’m not ready to die.
My heart races and sweat starts gathering at the small of my back. Sucking in a breath, I pinch my eyes closed right before the captain says that we can take our seat belts off and disembark.
It takes too long for us to get off the hot plane. I’m no longer sweating because of nerves but because there is no air conditioner. Like a group of people who have never traveled before, we make a whole scene, gathering our stuff and heading toward the baggage claim.
There is a man standing next to the baggage claim carousel with a sign showing our last name scrawled across it. He’s handsome, young, wearing a suit. His eyes find mine, and then they shift to Shelby. Shit. Stepping in front of her, I tip my head backward.
“Are you taking us to our hotel?” I ask.
He dips his chin, his eyes finding mine, but only to respond to me. “Simon?”
“Yes,” I murmur.
“Then yes. I am to take you and your family to your hotel.”
I almost ask him where that is, but I don’t think he would tell me. It seems like he’s one of my dad’s security guard goons. I already know it’s useless to ask them any questions, mainly because they don’t know much of anything.
“Follow me,” he announces as he turns around and begins to walk toward the exit doors.
I follow behind him, hitching my backpack on my shoulders as my family grunts and moans behind me, hauling their luggage through the airport. I ignore them, much as I’ve done this entire trip.
They act like this is some fun vacation. Well, everyone except for Andrew. He appears to be silently concerned about the proceedings. I don’t blame him. I feel the exact same way, except I’m majorly concerned.
Keeping my head up and my eyes open, I follow this man toward a waiting black SUV.
“You in the front seat.” He turns to face me.
I watch as he reaches for the handle of the passenger door and tugs it open. Wordlessly, his gaze focuses on mine, and I feel like he’s trying to tell me something, but I don’t know what it could be. So instead of trying to figure it out for a second longer, I climb into the front seat and set my backpack between my feet.
A few moments later, my family joins me, and the driver loads their luggage before he jumps into the front seat of the SUV and starts the engine, then pulls out onto the street. Keeping my gaze focused on the side window, I watch as the city comes into view.
It isn’t quite like Vegas, but it’s still a big city. Another city, another life. Another world. I don’t know what to expect, and while I felt so brave, I’m not feeling that way any longer. I want to curl into a ball and cry, then disappear and not have to admit what I’ve done to this man who bought me.
He bought a human.
