One Wild Weekend With Parker
I release a breath, listen to the rain falling steadily overhead, and start to pray I didn’t just make a huge mistake coming here.
Just when I think she’s not going to say a word, she exhales heavily and throws the book to one side. “Didn’t you think it was odd he didn’t come himself?”
I did think it was odd. But just like all the other doubts I had, I swept them under the carpet and hoped for the best.
“He was busy, I guess.”
She shakes her head and looks at me with something way too close to pity. “Too busy to come save the woman he loves?”
She rises to her feet. “Would you leave a woman here alone for two months if you were worried about her?”
I shake my head. “This isn’t about me.”
Her chin lifts as she looks me dead in the eye. “What if it was?”
I don’t like where this is heading. “But it isn’t.”
But she doesn’t quit. She steps within touching distance. “If you loved a woman and she disappeared, what would you do?”
My pulse starts to increase as she stares at me waiting for the answer to an impossible scenario. “I don’t know,” I say.
But it’s bullshit. I do know. I’d move heaven and earth to find her and bring her home.
I wouldn’t pay some guy I just hired to do my dirty work. I’d drop everything and find her, even if it was just to make sure she was safe.
Her hand is on my arm again, and this time, her touch and the pleading in her eyes makes me flinch.
She wants me to understand something. Something she’s too afraid to talk about.
I shift my weight and try to ignore the way my brain is slowly turning to mush the more she touches me.
“What would you do in Carlos’s place?” she asks.
Her fingers slide up my arm, and she moves closer, her eyes imploring me to be truthful.
With her eyes locked on mine, and the scent of her in my nostrils, I give up fighting and answer truthfully. “If you were mine, you wouldn’t have wanted to leave in the first place.”
Her eyes widen and we stay staring at each other until I can’t stand it anymore.
I’m either going to kiss her or walk out the door and give Carlos his money back and tell him to shove his job.
Something is going on and I’m pretty sure it runs deeper than both Amaya and Carlos led me to believe.
In my haste to get here, I didn’t ask enough questions, and just took him at his word.
Now, I’m in the only thing standing between him and the woman he wants.
If I wasn’t so insanely attracted to her, that may have worked in my favor.