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.”

will be…” I open the lid to the dark blue color we bought, and Tobias laughs. He

grins, and I scream before running away from him. It’s a silly game we play. We play pranks on each other and then run from the other. Whenever

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

breath, I proudly puff up my chest with

done!”

all blue, and the color is even in your hair.” Even though he is making fun of me, my pulse

it easy and stop dreaming about his cock

done, and the

looks me up and down, hesitating briefly.

to live in the city? Before I married you, you lived in an apartment,

know where this conversation will lead. But I can’t avoid it,

at your place when she gets off that plane,” I look over at Tobias, gauging his reaction. He is calm, so I wet

“Special?”

and stare down at the floor as I brace myself. This is the part that always

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 worked

too tight for my heart, and my hands are shaking, so I grip the

more. If he says something soothing, I might cry, so instead, I let the

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

that does interesting. things to his biceps and forearms. He scans my face and

I laugh. “What?”

hotel and were pleasant to every

life. But it seems I was wrong: the ones who have

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

“Thank you…” I mumble.

in the future, I wish you to tell me these things

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255