Forgotten Promise (Forgotten Series Book 2) by Virginia Wine Read Free Book Online Page B

to my face.
    “Stop, you gave up
the right to touch me long ago.” Knocking his hand away before it touches me.
    “Right.” Pausing to
evaluate the rejection. A feeling that is foreign to Cash.
    “My secretary alerted
me  a box delivered to the home I’ve rented while I stay in town. As you
well know, I prefer to work comfortably, instead of in a crowed stuffy office.”
He shrugs.
    “I remember, I made
the reservations many times.” Attempting to stay away from the memories
flooding in.
    “They are still
setting it up for me, so I’ve been forced to stay at the Chase.”
    “Roughing it I see,”
I say sarcastically, under my breath.
    “It’s a box with your
mother’s things.”
    I look up in wonder,
disbelief at the possibility, the hopeful little girl living inside me
screaming to get out. If he’s lying then I won’t be responsible for my actions.
    “I’m afraid I don’t
understand, I lost her years ago.” As I shake my head no.
    “I understand the
lawyer who handle your mothers “estate” passed away. He failed to give it to
you.” Cash casually answers as if this wouldn’t mean the world to me.
    Yet, still uncertain
if I fully comprehend the gravity of his words, I sit in silence. I’ve longed
for a piece of her, a new memory, her soft touch. He can’t possibly understand
the importance of this.
    “If this is true, what are you
waiting for? I need to see it.” I burst out.
    “I haven’t been by
the house, I only know it’s there. We can go get it now.” He innocently offers,
rising to leave before I agree.
    Bells, whistles and
alarms are going off in my head. No fucking way will I go anywhere with Cash.
I’m desperate for that box so I have to find a way. I could follow him, with
the security guy who drove me this morning. But, do I want Nathan to hear it
from him, or me? Definitely me. A whirlwind in my head, and I know Cash is
sitting back, watching it play out. “I don’t know how comfortable I would be
going with you, Cash, and I’m positive Nathan would have something to say about
it also.”
    Pausing, still
searching for the perfect plan. “Especially after the stunt you pulled
yesterday, I’m surprised you’re still walking around on your own two feet.”
Nathan beating him to a pulp would not be beneath him.
    “Oh darlin’, I can
take care of myself. I’m not worried about your boyfriend.”
    Pretentious as
always. “Stop with the darlin’, Cash.” Sounding self-assured, but inside I’m
anything but. I can see it now: Nathan, sir, your girlfriend just drove off with
Cash. No, I need to tell him. I know it’s compulsive, but I have to know what’s
in that box. If I go with him, I’m trapped and that’s what worries me.
    “I don’t have all
day, Bryer. It’s up to me to witness you sign off on this and get the paperwork
back to the office. You have five minutes. I’ll be in the car.”
    And I watch as he
walks away. “Call him, just call him.” Dialing his number. It goes straight to
voicemail. I won’t leave a message. There’ll be hell to pay after last night
but I’m going. I’ll try him again in the car. I’ll only be a phone call away.
    By this time Cash has
already reached the car, waiting.
    Assuming I will
follow. Conceited fuck.
     
    Cash sees me and
opens the door, naturally assuming he’s getting his way. He’s got that wrong,
I’ll be in and out. A mixture of fear and something I can’t name is confusing
my assessment of the situation about to unfold. A snowflake lands on his
eyelash, and I have the most natural desire to brush it away, but stop before I
reach his face. What was that? I hit redial, voice mail again. I sigh in
frustration.
    “Missing boyfriend?
Don’t cha’ just hate that?” Cash smirks.
    “Zip it, I don’t need
a commentary.”  I have to admit, he’s right though, missing boyfriend is
making me nervous.
    “Don’t get yourself
all bent out of shape now.” Checking his own phone, and taking his attention
away