moan for uncle 6 by Terry Towers Read Free Book Online

do that if I'm dead, what happened with Diana was a wake-up call. I'm not as invincible as I used to think I was." A hint of melancholy crept into his tone and it tugged at her.
    A chill ran through her at the thought of anything happening to him and memories of the day he'd gotten shot protecting her came flashing to the forefront of her mind. Tears began to well up in her eyes, threatening to escape.
    She cursed herself for not being able to let go of her irrational fear of losing him. He was fine. The baby was fine. They were fine. So she knew that she should be fine, but she wasn't. She'd been passing off her anxiety and moodiness as part of the pregnancy, but it was more than that. She hated that she wasn't strong like him and that she couldn't just push the events of a month ago to the back of her mind and vault them.
    "Everyone ready?" The chauffeur asked breaking into Nikki's thoughts as he started the car.
    "We're good, thanks," Grant called over the seat.
    "Very good, Sir. Buzz if you need anything." A black panel began to rise up from the seat separating the backseat from the driver's view.
    Once the panel was up, Grant pulled her onto his lap cradling her head against his hard wall of a chest. " It's okay, Nik . It's all okay now," he whispered, stroking her hair.
    "I'm s-sorry. I j-just." And the tears came rushing from her eyes. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she held tightly to him. "I can't lose you."
    "You won't."
    Nikki sniffed. "But I know you won't be happy behind a desk."
    Grant let out a loud huff of air. "I'm happy being with you. That's the most important thing. I don't want you feeling guilty about this; this was a decision I made and it's not open for discussion."

Chapter 5

    "This is amazing!" Nikki squealed as she rushed past Grant and into their hotel room, which was actually a private villa on the resort grounds overlooking the ocean. She stood, awestruck in the middle of the main room which was immaculately decorated in red and gold with golden accents and the floor was of ivory marble. Her blue eyes looked at each section in childlike wonder. The full bar toward the back of the room was fully stocked. To their left was a kitchen with the latest in appliances and to the right was the living room furnished in red velvet and with an enormous flat screen television secured to the wall.
    Grant followed behind Nikki as she rushed out into the spacious grounds.
    "Holy fuck! We have a pool! Our own private pool!" she turned around and rushed over to him, throwing herself into his arms and planting random kisses over his face and neck. "This is amazing. It feels like some royal palace."
    Grant chuckled as he embraced her, giving in to her affectionate assault.
    He had to admit, it was one of the nicest places he'd ever stayed in. It was the type of resort in which celebrities, politicians and wealthy entrepreneurs stayed while on vacation. He'd had to call in a lot of favours and pull a lot of strings to make this happen, especially at such short notice, but seeing the excitement shining in her eyes, it was well worth it.
    Pulling away from him, she took his hand and gave it a tug. "Come on, let's check out the bedroom."
    He followed her back into the main room and then into the bedroom. As they crossed the threshold she dropped his hand and immediately ran over to the king-sized canopy bed in the middle of the room draped in white satin with gold trim. Sheer white material curtained the perimeter of the bed, tied back to the mahogany posts and a quarter of the bed's surface was covered in an array of white and gold pillows of varying shapes and sizes.
    "This is unbelievable." Nikki flopped on her back onto the bed. "This whole place feels like it's out of a fairy tale."
    She looked so small and fragile in such a large bed, it made Grant grin. He loved seeing her so happy. She'd gotten some sleep on the plane, minus the night terrors - he thanked God for that - so for the first time in weeks she