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I love you is what I should be saying, but somehow, this is more important right now.
“What?” She twists her lips, squinting one eye. “Like, birth control?”
“Yeah, like birth control.” I grit out the words, irrationally angry just hearing myself say them.
She shakes her head. “No. I said we should use something that first time…” Her mood darkens as she closes her eyes and asks, “Are you sure there’s no way to get back to the hotel? I’m really worried. They’ll think you kidnapped me. My flight is this evening.”
I shake my head as my heart speeds, knowing my baby could be growing inside her right now. “The road’s washed out, baby.”
And they’d be right about that kidnapping part. At least a little.
I’m lying to her. I’m holding her here against her will, knowing that there’s another route out. The back road is hidden from the house, but it leads up over the hill, through the denser trees, and comes out on the main road to the other side of the island. It’s never great, but it’s always passable, even in the worst of storms.
Only, she doesn’t know it’s there, and I’m not going to tell her. Because if I told her, she’d leave, and that’s fucking unacceptable.
“Could you just please go check the road?” she asks, and my stomach lurches with guilt. “Just check. Maybe it’s not that bad? Maybe we could walk some of the way and then—”
“Okay, baby,” I say, reaching out and caressing her face. “I’ll check. You stay here and fix us something amazing to eat. No promises though, okay?”
“Thank you. That’s all I’m asking.”
And I can tell you right now, that road is impassable.
Chapter Nine
Sophia
It’s half an hour since I watched Chance go trudging down the dirt path in his boots and jeans, shirt flapping around his wide chest in the breeze. The fact he hasn’t come back yet isn’t any cause to believe the road is passable. He said it gets washed out further down, in a dip, and from there on there’s no way we’re getting through until the province finally gets the bulldozers out here and fixes it.
And part of me hopes he’s right.
Part of me wants nothing more than to stay here in this amazing house and cook for us both and listen to the sound of the ocean, and yes, have mind-blowing sex in positions I didn’t know were possible with a literal god of a man on the regular.
But I have responsibilities. Sometime, I have to go back to work. People will be worried about where I’ve gone, especially given the circumstances of our departure from the hotel the other night.
Ugh, I just wish there was some way I could resolve this without having to lose either the life I’ve built or the one I could have with Chance. The soreness in my core reminds me that my usually responsible, non-adventurous nature was washed away with the road in the storm.
A noise at the door makes me almost fall over with fright.
Chance. It has to be him. He’s back.
With a squeal of delight that takes even me by surprise, I break into a run.
I don’t care that I’m only dressed in one of his shirts. He’s seen me in less than this, and there’s nobody for miles around. I could go running naked down to the water, and it would only be between me and the birds squawking in the trees.
It doesn’t even occur to me how weird it is that he hasn’t just come inside, until I pull the door open and nearly fall over on my ass.
“Sis?”
My eyes are wide, my head shaking back and forth as I try to form a coherent thought. “What are you two doing here?”
Tor and Cyrus look angrier than the storm the other night. Tor starts to feel my shoulders as if I’m injured. I shrug away from his touch, starting to glare now, and move to block their path.
“I’m fine. When did you get here?”
“He here?” Cyrus asks on a sniff, glancing around behind me.
“Oh, what are you? My dad?”
