Caught in the Undertow (Hawaiian Crush #6) by E. L. Todd Read Free Book Online Page A

you want?”
    “I want it to never happen again,” he snapped. “That’s it. You’re constantly running around. I can’t keep track of where you are. But late at night, I would like to be updated. What if someone grabbed you when you walked to your car? What if you were in an accident? My paranoid mind works in overdrive.”
    “I can take care of myself.”
    “I’m getting really fucking sick of hearing that,” he snapped. “We’re married now, so no, I take care of you. You take care of me. We’re a team. If I was out late, I know for a fact you would be just as livid as I am right now. Don’t act like you wouldn’t.”
    She crossed her arms over her chest, closing herself off.
    “So, is it going to happen again?”
    “I can’t promise that it won’t.”
    His eyes narrowed.
    “But I can promise that I’ll always try to remember.”
    “That’s good enough for me.” He walked into his truck and slammed the door.
    Sydney walked to her Jeep and got inside. Coen waited for her to leave first like he always did.
    When they got home, Sydney opened her laptop and started to work at the kitchen table.
    Coen stared at her. “Are you fucking kidding me?”
    “I have a few things to do before bed.”
    His hands curled into fists. “Have you eaten dinner?”
    “No,” she said. “But I’m not hungry.”
    He glared at her.
    “Coen, not now. I’m too tired to argue.”
    He left the room and returned a moment later. He tossed a pregnancy test on the table.
    She eyed it. “Coen, I’m not pregnant.”
    “Take the test.”
    “What the hell is wrong with you?”
    “It would explain why you aren’t eating and why you’re so tired all the time.”
    “Coen, I’m—”
    “Just take it.”
    She controlled the angry words before they left her mouth. She grabbed the test and walked into the bathroom. After taking it, she confirmed what she already knew. She handed it to him when she walked out. “I’m not pregnant.”
    He stared at it. “Then you’re just unhealthy.”
    She ran her fingers through her hair. “Coen, I’m already stressed out as it is. All you’re doing is making it worse.”
    He stared her down. “I care about you, baby. That’s all.”
    “I know, but you’re crossing a line. Back off.”
    Coen gripped the edge of the table before he walked to their bedroom. “I guess I’ll see you next week.” He slammed the door.

    5
    When Sydney woke up the next morning, her head was resting on the kitchen table. She must have fallen asleep last night after she finished her work, too tired to walk to the bedroom. Coen came inside and made himself a cup of coffee.
    “You’re going to have a kink in your neck,” he said simply.
    Sydney rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
    He set his coffee down then started to rub her shoulders and neck.
    Sydney felt the soreness of her muscles. She moaned as she felt him touch her.
    Coen dropped his hands then grabbed his backpack. “I guess I’ll see you around.”
    She sighed sadly, knowing Coen was still pissed at her. She got ready for the day then went to school. She had a quiz in her zoology class, which she felt confident about. When she went to her molecular biology class, she dreaded seeing her husband. They wouldn’t speak, but his anger would be palpable.
    She walked inside then took her seat next to him, not looking at him.
    He placed his hand on the back of her neck and rubbed it. “Does it still hurt?”
    She was surprised by his gentleness. “It feels a little better.”
    His hands rubbed her neck and shoulders, making her relax. “Did you finish all your work last night?”
    “I think so.”
    Coen dropped his hand then rested it in his lap.
    Sydney didn’t know what to say. For the first time, she felt awkward around Coen. She hated fighting with him and just wanted to forget it. She knew he meant well, but that didn’t mean he didn’t piss her off. And she understood why Coen was angry with her. He had a valid reason.
    The professor