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“I’m sure Allison will be very happy to receive the photo I just sent to her showing you pregnant,” Katrina taunted as if that was going to scare me.
“You’re an idiot if you think that’s going to stop me.”
“You know, I wonder… what if that baby is James’s? And it’s a boy? You could possibly have the heir to his fortune.” Katrine stepped closer and closer. Her pondering eyes scanned over me as if she had just won the winning lottery ticket.
“Again… who the father of my child is, is my concern. So if you didn’t kindly take my hint before, I’ll say it slower for you to understand. F*ck off and leave me alone.”
“You are so feisty, and I can see why James had a thing for you. Regardless, he’s mine again, and I can’t have you going and causing a bunch of drama,” she said with nothing but amusement as she proceeded to tell me I was going to have to do something for her.
It wasn’t my place, and I was pregnant.
“You need to watch your back, Rebecca. Bad things happen to people who don’t know how to mind their business,” Katrine said, looking at me with disgust as she turned, flicking her hair over her shoulder, leaving me standing on the sidewalk. I couldn’t help but let out a breath of relief, though, when she disappeared.
The last thing I ever expected was to run into her. If she kept good on her promise, I would be dead for considering Miami.
Katrina had basically threatened me in every possible way she could think of, and all because she thought I still wanted James, which was far from the truth.
As Katrine and her men disappeared into the sea of bodies meandering, I quickly returned to the car where my driver waited patiently.
“Are you okay?” the driver asked with concern etched in his voice. I really wasn’t okay, but I didn’t want to tell him that. Instead, I asked him to take me home where I could unwind. Climbing into the car, I fumbled over the present in my hand as I took in everything that had just happened.
Katrine had basically warned me about going to Miami, and if she was able to find me easy today, that meant she knew exactly where I was staying. She knew exactly how to find me.
As the car sped down the streets of New York, I thought of everything I would have to tell Neal. I knew he would try to stop the trip to Miami, but I couldn’t let him. I couldn’t let them scare me into submission.
James deserved to know about the baby, and tying up loose ends with him was a way for me to let go of the past. It was the only way I would be able to move on in my future… with Neal, if I wanted.
My phone ringing pulled me from my thoughts, and looking down, I smiled to see Neals’s name across the screen.
“Hey, I’m headed home. What’s up?”
“Where are you exactly?” he asked with a sense of panic in his tone.
“Uh… Maybe four blocks from the apartment. Why?”
“I’ll meet you downstairs,” he replied sternly, causing me to doubt whether he was angry with me.
“Neal, what’s wrong? No secrets.”
“It’s nothing…” he said, causing me to groan.
“Nothing? Does it have something to do with Katrine and the Russians?”
I wasn’t going to come out right and say everything, but I felt he knew something about it. Otherwise, what else would make him panic?
“What do you know about that?”
“It is, isn’t it… just tell me the truth.”
“Becca, I’m asking what you know about that, ” he repeated, not wanting to answer me until I answered him.
“Well, I know she just cornered me on the street and warned me. So are you going to start explaining what’s going on or not?”
Becca.
As soon as I got back to the apartment, Neal waited. His eyes looked at me with nothing but concern, and I knew right away things were not okay. It was obvious he knew something I didn’t, and because of that, I was wary of what he would say.
“Are you going to start telling me the truth about what is going on? We promised each other that we would never hide secrets.” I said softly, staring at him.
Neal’s eyes cast from me down to the ground as he fiddled with his hands, trying his hardest to find answers that I obviously wanted. “It isn’t that easy, Becca. I’m not trying to hide anything from you. James came to me not long ago asking if anything should happen to him to protect you. That’s what I’m doing.”
“He told you to protect me, and you didn’t think that was something I needed to know?”
Guilt filled his expression as he sighed. “It was a conversation between James and me. It wasn’t anything that you needed to know. He asked me to take care of you, and of course, I’m going to. I love you, Becca.”
Hearing Neal say he loved me filled me with conflict. I already knew he did, but it wasn’t an excuse not to tell me what was happening. If we were going to be together, he had to be honest with me.
“Is that why Katrine is in New York?”
“Katrine?” Neal snapped, his brows narrowing. “What do you know about her being here?”
“Uh.. she just cornered me on the street while I was shopping and sent me a warning.”
Closing the space between us, he stared down at me with anger. “Why didn’t you get away from her and call me? I could have been there for you.”
“Are you kidding me right now?” I scoffed, shaking my head. “How was I supposed to just do that… or think to do that? It was a spur of the moment thing, Neal.”
Neal went silent as he watched me. His body was rigid before he pulled his phone from his pocket and walked away. “Neal… what are you doing?”
I walked after him as he muttered commands into his phone as if he were a military general, and when I finally grabbed his arm and spun him to face me, he frowned.
“I have things to take care of, Becca. I don’t have time for this right now.”
Never once had he ever told me he didn’t have time to speak with me. It was clear that what happened with Katrine had gotten to him, and it didn’t matter what I said, he was in go mode, looking to make someone pay.
“I understand you’re upset right now, but you need to talk to me. This has to do with me; I need to know what’s happening. What are you doing?”
With a heavy sigh, he pulled his arm from my grasp, running his hand behind his neck as he looked anywhere but at me. “I’m upping security and trying to plan for us to get out of town for a bit.”
“Out of town… we’re already going out of town.”
Turning to face me, it was clear he had changed his mind and our plans. The look in his eye was of a man on a mission, and he was determined not to allow Katrine and her family to do anything that would cause me harm.
“We’ve had a change of plans, and we’re no longer going to Miami.” Deep down in my stomach, I already knew he was going to say this, and shaking my head from side to side, I couldn’t allow him to make that choice for me.
“No. We’re going to Miami. I’ve already made plans to go down there. I’m not changing them just because Katrine and her father think they can push me around.”
“You don’t understand how dangerous this is.” He said to me as he stepped closer. “They will kill you if they get the chance.”
I couldn’t act like what he said didn’t scare me because it did. I knew Katrina and her father were more than capable of seeing me dead, and it was pretty obvious Katrine would love to see me laying beneath her feet, bloody and lifeless.
I was pregnant–by the man that she had been after for years, and even though he may be entertaining her now, it wasn’t going to change the fact that I was carrying James’s child. I wasn’t a threat to her, though. James and I would never have a relationship like that again because he would never change who he was.
I just had to hope she would see that.