know, honey, I’m working on
it. I’ve never seen so many swords at one time. I’m trying to understand,” she
pleaded and quickly resumed thinking out loud. “Ten of Pentacles. Yes, that
represents The Grandview. Then there’s the Lovers, Six of Pentacles and Six of
Cups, the Wheel of Fortune, and all these damn swords…”
“What do swords mean?” My voice
cracked with anxiety.
“Swords mean betrayal and
deception, endings and loss. Right now I see three men who are close to you,
Lo. Two of them want to protect you, but you’re angry with them. One of them is
trying to reveal the truth.”
“The truth? Could one of them be
my father?” My mind was swirling with questions.
“Yes, I feel strongly that one of
them is your father. He is generous and kind and would give you anything you
needed…and so would one of the others. There are things you need to forgive,
but you’re attachments to things in your childhood are like baggage that you
carry with you into your relationships. Oh, and there’s a reunion. You might be
feeling nostalgic, but don’t let it distract you. Now is not the time to be
thinking with your heart. You have to stay focused and aware. I see someone trying
to betray you. Someone you trust is deceiving you, and he’s not going to stop
until he gets what he’s after.”
“Who? Why? Please, Leslie, can
you tell me anything else?”
“Honey, this isn’t meant to upset
you. Remember, these things aren’t set in stone. You have choices, and the
Wheel of Fortune card tells me that luck is on your side. You’re at a turning
point. When the truth is revealed it might hurt you, but it will change your
course for the better. Just keep your eyes open, and don’t let your heart cloud
your judgment. It’ll all make sense soon enough.”
After the ominous reading was
over, Nina was even more determined to persuade me to come home immediately. It
took a full ten minutes to convince her I’d be okay, at least for now, but even
I wasn’t sure. Leslie’s comment about never seeing so many swords bothered me
more than I cared to admit, and who would want to betray me? And why?
Maybe the cards described the
arrangement between Parker and me. In a way it was a betrayal, or at least a
form of extortion, but deep inside I didn’t believe that. Parker wanted
something more. I could see it in his eyes every time he looked at me. He
wanted something that I wasn’t sure could ever work, no matter how tempting it
seemed. I was angry that he blackmailed me, but I knew he did it for the right
reasons. Besides, if that meant having hot kinky sex with him for the next five
days and returning home with the money to get The Grand in the clear then I was
a willing victim.
So who then? Could Jake be the
one plotting to betray me? He already had as far as I was concerned. The minute
he made me choose between him and The Grand he betrayed me. So, maybe the worst
had already passed. Either way, I had luck on my side, right? And it was
comforting to believe that my dad was still watching over me in some way, too.
My heart thumped in my chest at the thought, and I realized this was actually
the first time I thought of him without feeling angry.
I looked at my reflection in the oversized
mirror as I brushed my teeth. I was wearing one of the thin, silky camisole
nightgowns purchased for me courtesy of “Mr. Blackwell”. I smiled. The shopping
spree, the spa, I had to admit they were thoughtful gestures. Gestures that I
didn’t even have a chance to thank him for, but that was hardly my fault. From
the moment I walked into his lair he wanted to dominate me, and every cell in
my body wanted to let him. It scared me. It excited me, but I was helplessly drawn
to the cocky, confident, hard bodied Mr. Blackwell and all his manipulative
pheromones. They did things to me like shut off the logical part of my brain
and ignite the naughty, sexually impulsive part that I never even knew existed.
Before tonight, I