Semua Bab Dump the Cheater, Go for the Hotter: Bab 41 - Bab 50

“She was so beautiful,” she whispers. “The one person who I could always trust.”I don’t know what to say, so I stay silent, and after about ten minutes I reply, “What did he do to you?”“Nothing, he just took me to get back at her for leaving him. I was taken to a hotel by two of his men.”I frown. “He has men?”“He does now. In the beginning it was just him, but now he has help. They took me to a hotel and he was going to pick me up in a few days, but fortunately for me someone got murdered in the room next door so the police came and did random searches of all the rooms. They found me and put me into the witness protection program.”I frown as I look over at her. God, this is not what I was expecting. “And you became Roshelle Myers?”“Yes.”“You have always been alone?”“Yes,” she replies, monotone. “I used to have this perfect little scenario in my head. It used to get me through the hard days.”“Like what?”She smiles. “I was out to dinner with my mom and my dad at an expensive r

“No, of course not.” He subtly points to the driver with his chin.I glance up at the driver as his eyes flick up to us in the rear view mirror.Shit. I turn and look out the window in annoyance. You can’t even trust a fucking cab driver. The trip is long, over an hour, but I don’t mind. I’m hanging out the window like a dog, lapping up the scenery. The place is colourful and alive… so different to anywhere I have ever been before.With every mile farther away from the ship we get, I feel a little more of my positive self return.I’m doing this.I’m really doing this. I have a fake passport, the means to have a lot of money and possibility to go anywhere I want in the world unencumbered.I have never felt so free and I am finding it hard to wipe the stupid grin from my face. As if reading my mind, Stace is looking over at me smiling, too.Can he feel how happy I am?Finally, after what seems like forever, we arrive and the cab comes to a halt. I peer out of the car as my bravery insta

“Ah, yes, ship.” I roll my eyes.“No. Why would I tell them anything personal about me? They are not my friends.”I smile as a warm, fuzzy feeling runs through me. “Am I your friend?”He smiles and puts his arm around my shoulder. “I would like to think so.” He pulls me toward him and gently kisses my temple. What a sweet gesture. He instantly goes back to looking at his dresses and I stand and watch him with my mind going crazy.I don’t want him to go.I want him to stay with me and be my friend. My gorgeous, beautiful, fuckable friend.He is the first person who I could tell about my past and now he is telling me his.We buy two of the dresses and a pair of heels before we head back to the hotel. Silence has fallen between us as we walk hand in hand, and I wish I could act happy and joyful, but the fact is I really don’t want to say goodbye to him.This is it. I will never see him again. We get to the room and I open the door. We walk in and throw all of the bags on the floor. I’m n

“My safety isn’t your concern, but thank you.” I sip my champagne. “This is so good.” I hold my glass up to him.“Hmm, yes it is,” he replies as he eyes the bubbling liquid in his glass.“So you bought a suit for me?” I smirk.He smiles bashfully. “I did.”Our eyes are locked on each other. “It looks really good,” I whisper.“I had to try and match my beautiful date. I had an advantage. I already knew what she was wearing.”His beautiful date.Oh, my.“Well, you haven’t had a date in six years.” I smirk cheekily.He laughs. “You caught that, did you?”I smile. “Yes, I caught that.” I take a sip. “Why haven’t you taken a woman on a date for six years?”He shrugs and rearranges his napkin on his lap. “I don’t know. Things haven’t gone as planned, I suppose.”“What were the plans?”He licks the champagne from his bottom lip and I feel my insides clench. “I just…” He hesitates as he thinks. “I just always imagined I would meet the right person and everything else would fall into place.”“

“Oh, let me speak to her,” his mom pleads.He laughs out loud and I know it’s because we are drinking this champagne like water. “No way, you will scare her off.” He laughs.“Oh, Stace.”I hold my hand out for the phone and he shakes his head. “No,” he mouths.I open and close my hand out for the phone.He laughs and shakes his head again.I stand and walk around to his side of the table and snatch the phone from him.“Hello.” I smile nervously as I fall back into my seat.“Hello, dear. You are out with my Stace?” Her voice is warm and loving. Oh, she sounds so nice.“Yes.” I smile. “I’m a lucky girl.”This time it’s him who smiles goofily.“Is he okay? I worry about him so much.”I fake a smile as my heart drops. She has good reason to worry. He has gotten himself in the shit up to his eyeballs.“He is wonderful.” I smile. He picks up my hand and kisses the back of it.Oh God, he is just so…“Please look out for him, dear.”Stace rolls his eyes and holds his hand out for the phone.I