The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 27

“How can they possibly be missing?” I ask. How does anyone go missing from a yacht? We’ve never had an incident like that in the past. People don’t just fall out of a boat as big as that one.

“Griffin was the last person to see them on board.” He tells me. “We’re not sure what happened after he spoke with them, but they never made it to the island with the rest of us. Chances are they fell off the boat, but none of us know how it happened.”

Fell off the f*****g boat? Again, that didn’t just happen. Were they drinking or did something else happen?

I ran a hand through my wet hair; I was already not f*****g thinking right after Autumn literally just spread her legs and mesmerized me with the view of her beautiful and tempting body. I’m unsure if I can even walk with how much I wanted her. The fact that I couldn’t have her was torture and it was only about to get worse for me.

“Are you listening to me?” He demands. No, I wasn’t. I hadn’t heard a word he’d said. “We need to help Arthur with the search. It has already started, but they can’t search this island on their own, they will need us.”

I nod, I knew we had to help. But there was something I had to see about first.

“I have to get Autumn back to the house,” I tell him. “I can meet up with the others after.”

“She can come with us.” He offers. “We can’t waste any time. We’re not even sure that they’re still alive. Can you imagine the headlines if that happens?”

Yes I can, I knew how brutal the article headlines were when our family was concerned. They were always waiting for a new story concerning our lives.

But I was still not okay with Autumn joining us.

Dante. She’s in no state to join us on a search and rescue. As soon as I get her back home, I will join the others on the

be joining us in half an hour or

he had agreed to this, I didn’t want us to start a damn argument over Autumn in the middle of

were those two? What caused them to fall out of a moving boat? Is that even what happened to begin with? How much of

on the ground with the robe partially covering her body. Her hair is soaking wet and sticking to her face. I clutch my heart and feel a sudden stabbing pain while staring at her. I wince, unsure of what the hell this pain means. It isn’t the first time it’s happened to me. It’s been happening ever since that first day we kissed. Anytime I got closer to her, the pain got more excruciatingly painful. This time was

off the ground to a sitting position,

had a beautiful smile, one that could brighten up anyone’s day. It was innocent and pure, something you didn’t see every day. I realize I’ve only ever seen her smile

uneasy. I was bothered by the idea of Autumn being unhappy especially around me. But there was still plenty that I didn’t know about her. Things that I wish she would trust me enough to tell me. I asked her earlier if not wanting to marry me was the reason she’d suddenly started drinking. I never got the answer I was

her and stoop down on the ground next to her, “we need to get you back to the house. There is something that I need to get done in the meantime. I’ll feel better if I knew you were safe and getting your rest. You’re not in a good state to be anywhere with me at least for the

What had I said that was so wrong? I only wanted to keep her safe. I knew that she didn’t want to leave the spring earlier, was that why she was so

I stop her, “I’ll

state even though she’d improved a little. I was also using any excuse to have her close to me again. If she

I frown at her reaction. What the hell just happened?

few minutes? I follow her to the

“What’s wrong?” I ask.

Has she ever been upset with me in the past? This feels like the first time. And I’m

more important things to focus on now. Though, I know it will bother me the entire time not knowing why

rush over to the driver’s side. I glance at Autumn one last time before starting the jeep and racing through the forest. She’s still trying to avoid

never thought that her behavior would ever affect me like this but as it turns out, I

“Tell me what’s wrong. What

She says nothing at all. In fact, inside this jeep has never been