fall on top of her. I traced her jaw with my finger as she smiled back at me. I will miss this. I glanced at the wall at the head of the bed.
“What?” She asked, following my eyes to see what I was looking at. I kissed her.
“I was just trying to figure out how to tie you to the posts.” Someone cleared their throat behind us.
“Your belongings, Sir.” Our driver announced with irritation in his voice. I nodded at the man. “Are you wanting something for lunch?” He asked. I glanced down at Emma and back to the doorway.
“No, thank you. We will be going out for lunch. Dinner still at eight?” The man nodded and exited the room. Emma cocked her head to the side. I slid off of her, reluctantly and held out my hand to her. She took it and I pulled her off the bed. “Hungry?” I asked, wrapping my arms around her back. Mine.
“Very” She said, grabbing her stomach. We made our way to the garage where my convertible still sat. Thank god my mother wouldn’t let my father get rid of any of my things.
“You like?” I asked as she beamed from ear to ear. I hit the alarm and she nodded and slipped into her seat.
We drove across town with the top down, soaking up the evening sun. I took her to one of my favorite secluded restauraunts La Bella. We chose a table by the front window, enjoying the freedom of being able to just be us in front of everyone.
“I could get used to this.” She said and I pulled my eyebrows together wondering what I had done to deserve her. Wondering if money would change her the way it had Abby. She studied my expression and quickly began to explain herself. “I meant being able to be out in public with you. It’s nice.” She reached for my hand. I tried to look more relaxed but I couldn’t stop thinking about what I would do when the other shoe drops. “What is it?” She asked.
“I know all of this is…fun, but it can really destroy someone’s life if you let it.” The truth was, money or not I had already put several nails in our coffin.
“William, look at me. I didn’t even know this part of your life exsisted. I don’t care about any of this. I love you.” She was trying to comfort me. Money was one thing. What about the club, the deaths, the drugs. I swallowed hard and turned my attention to my food. “Do you trust me?” She asked, her eyes full of worry.
“Of course I do.” I reassured her, but I knew she would have no choice to leave me eventually.
“I’m not her.” She said quietly. I pulled my hand back from hers and ran them through my hair.
“Let’s get out of here. I want to show you something.” I didn’t want to talk about Abby. I wanted this time to be about us. She smiled and tossed her napkin on her plate.
“Where are we going?” She asked. I stood and took her hand, grabbing some money from my pocket and tossing it on the table.
“It’s a surprise.”
Chapter Thirty-Two
We drove out of the busy city onto a hilly, wooded road. The top was down and Emma’s hair swirled in her face as the radio blared.
“Almost there.” I yelled. She shot me a grin and squeezed my hand. I loved opening up to her like this, letting her in. I wish I could tell her everything. We pulled off the main road onto a dirt drive. After a few minutes of trees we came to a clearing. I parked the car. “Come on” I said, hopping out and making my way to her to her. I took her hand and pulled her to my side. We stood on the edge of a massive hill, overlooking the city below.
“This is beautiful!” She said softly. I wrapped my arms around her from behind and held her.
“This is where I go to be alone. I’ve never brought anyone up here before.” I relaxed against her, committing this moment to memory. Soon it would be all I had.
“It’s amazing. Thank you for bringing me here.” I turned her around so I could look into her eyes.
“I know I have some serious trust issues but I am trying hard to work past them. I hope you can see that.” Her arms snaked around my neck.
“I love you, William. I’m not