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.”

and Tobias laughs. He probably thinks I won’t do it, but I do-I dip a

play. We play pranks on each other and then run from the other. Whenever I

after 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

proudly puff up my chest with my hands resting on my

done!”

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

take it easy and stop dreaming about his cock deep inside

We got the work done, and the guestroom is finally no longer white and

Tobias looks me up and down, hesitating briefly. “Say,

the city? Before I married you, you

I’m already uneasy. I don’t like to talk about my parents, and I know where this conversation will lead. But

hoping to live at your place when she gets off that plane,” I look over at Tobias, gauging his reaction. He is calm, so I wet my lips and continue talking.

“Special?”

at the floor as I

tastes. My mom loves jewelry, and my 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.

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

he says something soothing, I might cry, so instead, I let the words flow from

again. And while I love them, since they are my parents, you must understand that if they beg for money, I have nothing to do

simply sits on that chair, arms crossed in a way that does interesting. things to his biceps and forearms. He scans my

I laugh. “What?”

at the hotel and

asked me about your parents, I would have guessed you had a pretty good and ordinary life. But it seems I was

this is a 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.

you, but… in the future, I wish you to

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