Chapter 30

Hannah

Things go wrong when we stroll into the guesthouse with blue paint, rollers, and other things we might need. I only set down the items before I tumble forward like a newborn calf, pushing a vase off a shelf while Tobias takes off his shoes in the hallway.

“No-no-no!” I try to reach it in time, but the thing crash to the floor and flies in ten million directions. But at least it didn’t look expensive. It was blue and plain and-

“Did you just break my two hundred thousand dollar vase?”

All blood drains from my face. “Fuck. Me.”

Tobias stops in his tracks, snorting. “I thought we weren’t doing that? You said you wanted to paint.”

I can’t respond to his bad joke. I’m going to be sick-I’m already fighting the urge to throw up all over Tobias’s floor, which also probably costs a fucking fortune.

Slowly, I turn his way. “Don’t even joke.”

The humor leaves him, and he sighs. “You’re right. That vase was very important to me-this is not a joking manner.”

“Shit…” I take a deep breath, weighing my options. “I could start working at the hotel again?” Tobias gives me a pitying look. “Even then, you wouldn’t be able to pay off the debt in time… it would take you forever.”

He is right, and I grimace. “I could take an extra job?” Tobias’s lips twitch in response to my words, and that’s when I realize something. “You’re messing with me, aren’t you?”

Those eyes gleam with mischief. “What gave me away?”

I gasp and point accusingly at him. “You!” I shake my head with an evil smile spreading over my lips. “I’m going to kick your ass.”

“Hannah,” my name is a singsong taunt. “You’re one-hundred and twenty-six pounds soaking wet-I’m not afraid.”

bought, and Tobias laughs. He probably thinks I won’t do it, but I do-I dip a pencil and dot his grey

and then he grins, and I scream before running away from him. It’s a silly game we play. We play pranks

Tobias has tickled me and I’ve laughed and cried in response, we actually manage to get some painting done. I do the bottom half of the walls, while Tobias does the places close to the ceiling. I’m sitting on his shoulders at one point to paint one area. It’s all very romantic, and we make a good team. The walls are all dark blue

a deep breath, I proudly puff up my chest with my hands resting on my waist.

done!”

his mouth. “Your clothes are all blue, and the color is even in your hair.” Even though he

I get. We are a new item, and I need to take it easy and stop dreaming about his cock deep inside

matter. We got the work done, and the guestroom is finally

and down,

I married you, you lived in an apartment, right? The

where this conversation will lead. But I

that plane,” I look over at Tobias, gauging his reaction. He is calm, so I

“Special?”

the floor as I brace

dad likes to play on horses and casinos. He also eats out a lot since. I did all the cooking when we lived together. I think I cooked my first meal in first grade, and my parents acted like it was normal. My mom even used to get angry when she came home, and there wasn’t any food. I used to make her sandwiches. So yeah… my parents have never cared much for me, and I’ve

my heart is pounding so hard that it’s getting harder to breathe. My chest feels too tight for my heart, and my hands are shaking, so I

me hurt even more. If he says something soothing, I

love them, since they are my parents, you must understand

way that does interesting. things to his biceps

I laugh. “What?”

while working at the hotel and were pleasant to every

life. But it seems I was

deep conversation. I’ve opened up a little, and now Tobias REALLY sees me. It’s a little unnerving, and the mere thought of it

“Thank you…” I mumble.

that you don’t want me to pity you, but… in the future, I wish you to tell

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