and saved your life.”
“Look, Ana. I appreciate everything you’ve done, but I’m not getting into all that with you right now.”
“What about your family or friends? Do they think you’re dead?”
“No idea,” I lie, knowing there is no way they think I survived.
“I just saved your life. How can you not tell me?”
“It’s for your own safety,” I tell her.
“Whatever,” she says, rolling her eyes spitefully. Yeah, there is no doubt that I’ll be taking this girl over my knee.
“How long do you think it’ll be before I’m back on my feet?”
“Honestly, I’m shocked that you’re even alive. The water in the lake must have been cold enough to slow your metabolism down and keep you from bleeding to death. You’re very lucky,” she explains.
“How long?” I ask again.
“Couple of weeks, maybe three,” she responds.
“Hell no,” I bark. “There’s no way I’m going to be laid up here for two or three fucking weeks.”
“Why don’t you just save your little tantrum for another day? I have too much to deal with right now, and you’re acting like….” She suddenly stops when her phone begins to ring in her back pocket. A strange look crosses her face just before her eyes drop to the floor. She slowly reaches for her phone and looks at the screen, seeming reluctant to answer it.
She cautiously lifts the phone to her ear and whispers, “Hello?” It’s like a totally different person is standing here in front of me, and I don’t like it. “Hello?” she says again, a little louder this time. She stands there silent for a few brief moments before she lets out a deep sigh and hangs up the phone.
“Damn it,” she mutters in a defeated voice. She looks over to me and says, “I’m going to go make some coffee. Do you need anything?”
“What was that all about?” I ask.
“It’s nothing….” she replies with a shake of her head. Something about the way she’d looked in that moment got to me, though. I want to know what is going on, but I know this isn’t the time to push her. Something is drawing me to her. It makes me want to know everything there is to know about her.
“My name is Dillon.” I have no idea what possesses me to tell her my real name, but I like the way her expression changes as I say it.
“Dillon?” she asks as her lips curve into a beautiful smile. “You look like a Dillon. It suits you.”
“So, Ana… when is your dad coming with those clothes?” I ask.
“He should be here any minute. I should warn you, though,” she adds, tucking her hair behind her ear. “He wasn’t exactly happy about me bringing you here. He’s going to ask a lot of questions.”
“If he’s anything like you, I’m sure he will,” I said with a laugh.
“You could always pretend to still be sleeping. It might be easier.”
“Not doing that,” I snap. “I can handle your dad.”
“Don’t say I didn’t warn ya,” she says, shrugging. She jumps when the doorbell rings. “That’s him. I’ll be back in a little bit.”
I watch the curve of her ass as she walks out of the room. Damn. Yeah, there is definitely something about this woman that captivates me. There are secrets locked away behind those beautiful green eyes, and I want to know all of them. A part of me knows I won’t like it, but that won’t stop me from finding out what she’s hiding.
Chapter 6
Ana
They’ve been back there for over an hour, and Dad won’t even let me come into the room. I have no idea what they are talking about, and it’s driving me nuts. Dad just told me he wanted to get things sorted, and that it would be better if he did it alone. I don’t like it, but I know he’s right. I’m sure Dillon feels better talking to my dad without me listening in anyways.
I jump when the door to my bedroom opens, and my dad comes walking out. His eyes are focused on me as he makes his way down the long hallway. “Well?” I ask anxiously.
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