being
hungry.”
As he took out his cell to call the
restaurant, Faith stopped him briefly. She put a hand on his chest, leaned in and kissed his cheek. “You’re the kindest man I’ve ever met,
Chase.”
He laughed. “Now you’re being ridiculous.”
“I’m serious. You have a great heart and you can’t
make me forget that.”
“There’s a lot of things about me that
you shouldn’t forget,” Chase said. “And they’re not all good things.”
He grabbed the phone and called the
restaurant. Chase watched him
talking and wondered how one man could contain so many contradictions. But somehow, he did.
***
They went to bed early and Faith woke up
early, too.
It was in that weird time when you didn’t
know whether to say it was late night or technically morning—somewhere in
that gray period before the sun had even begun to peek above the horizon.
It was still dark in the bedroom, and for
a brief moment, she’d forgotten where she was.
But now, as she turned and saw Chase
sleeping soundly next to her in bed, she began to smile. Even as tired and groggy as she was,
Faith felt a surge of relief and love and thanks that he’d come into her life.
Despite all the drama and uncertainty and
craziness, she was definitely in love with him.
And
I really do think he loves me too.
That made her smile even wider. She wanted to plant kisses on his face
and body, but she didn’t want to wake him up. In fact, she was hoping to get a couple
more hours of sleep herself, but as she tried to close her eyes and fall back
asleep, her mind raced.
She felt restless. Getting up, she went to the bathroom,
leaving the light off, and then came out, yawning.
It wasn’t even daybreak. There was time to get some shuteye. Monique’s flight would depart at seven
o’clock and the private jet was apparently at a smaller airport just about
forty minutes away.
Somehow, though, Faith had a strange
feeling inside her belly.
I
need to go check on Monique and make sure she’s okay.
But she didn’t want to wake her up
either.
It was like they’d been saddled with a
moody fifteen-year-old for the night, and the last thing Faith wanted to deal
with was waking that moody teenager up.
She didn’t know why she was so convinced
that something was amiss.
Just
forget about it. You’re being neurotic. Leave the girl alone.
Faith stood just inside the bedroom,
uncertain. Watching Chase’s chest
rise and fall slowly as he lay in bed, unaware of what was going on.
And that’s when Faith heard the distinct
sound of a door opening down the hall. Instantly, she knew it was the door to Monique’s room. And then footsteps,
going ever so slowly, trying to be quiet so as not to wake anyone up .
But Faith wasn’t going to give Monique
the satisfaction of making a quiet getaway. She opened the door to the master
bedroom and looked out on Monique as she headed for the stairs.
Monique was fully dressed and walking
almost on tiptoe. It was quite
clear that she was leaving the house in the dead of night, making her escape.
“Hi there,” Faith said, folding her arms.
Monique looked startled, but quickly
composed herself and went on the attack. “What are you doing—stalking me?”
“I’m not the one stalking people around
here. I think that would be your
fiancé.”
“I have to go,” Monique said, her head
hanging slightly as she hesitated at the landing.
“Did he convince you it’s going to be
different this time?” Faith asked.
“You don’t know him.”
“I don’t need to. I know he put his hands on you.”
“We both have issues and he’s
trying. He’s sorry.”
“Don’t go,” Faith said. “Please, this is a mistake. I know you’re scared—“
Monique’s eyes flashed as she turned her
face towards Faith. “You don’t know
me, either.” She looked down
momentarily, taking a deep breath before looking up
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