a threat to her. Anyone . You of all people should know that." He pushed the papers another inch towards her. "Now sign the fucking papers, Diana, so I can get back to my fiancée."
Chapter 4
As Nikki began to waken, she reached across to Grant's side of the bed, but came up empty. "Grant?" she murmured as a frown formed on her face, and her eyes fluttered open. Looking over at the clock on the nightstand, she noticed it flashed 2am.
Where in the hell is he? Pushing the blankets aside, she slipped her naked body from the bed and padded across the room to the bathroom. A wave of nausea was hitting her, which was the reason she'd awoken to begin with. However, by the time she’d made it to the bathroom, the feeling had passed and her mind was occupied with the question of his whereabouts.
Flipping on the light to the room, she made her way back to the bed and that's when she noticed the note sitting on the nightstand.
Sorry, had to go out for a bit, I'll be back in an hour or two.
An hour or two? It would have been nice if he'd written a time on the note. Anger mixed with worry crept to the forefront of her mind. Where would he have gone without telling her? The idea of him creeping out in the middle of the night, without even extending the courtesy of letting her know where he was going, annoyed her, fuelling the anger which was already simmering.
It didn't take long for her to realize exactly where he’d gone. Diana Williams!
That little bugger!
She stormed over to their suitcases and lugged one over to the bed, tossed it on top of it and began unzipping it, with the full intention of getting dressed and going after him. Just as she flipped open the case the sound of a card being inserted in the door and the beep of the door unlocking had her stop what she was doing, and spin around, hands planted on her hips and glaring at the still-closed door.
Sure enough, Grant attempted to quietly sneak into the room, but had only taken a few steps before realizing the light was on. He turned in Nikki's direction and his eyes landed on her standing by the bed glaring at him.
"Why are you up, honey?" he gave her the sweet, sexy smile that normally turned her to a pile of jell-o for him, but not this time. "Are you feeling alright?" He shed his jacket and tossed it to the chair beside the door.
Ignoring his question she asked, "Where were you?" As if she didn't already know, but she wanted to hear it from his mouth.
"I can explain, Nik ." He reached into his jacket and pulled out the papers she knew to be the divorce papers. If he was pulling them from his jacket she knew he must have somehow convinced Diana to sign them, which was a huge relief, but didn't change the fact he'd lied to her and snuck out.
He always kept her out of the loop and did what he thought was best for both of them, regardless of her opinions and that had to change. Crossing her arms over her bare chest she cocked her head to the side and raised a cynical brow at him. "I was under the impression that we were going to deal with the divorce another way."
"I know, I know." Walking over to her, with the papers still in his hand, he flipped them open and showed her what she'd already guessed: Diana Williams had signed them off. "It's over; we can have that wedding we wanted, when we wanted. There is nothing left stopping us." Folding them back up, he walked back over to his jacket and returned them to the inner pocket. "We can send these off in the morning and then it's over, Nik ."
Nikki's resolve faltered slightly and she sighed. She walked over to him, slipped her arms around his waist, and hugged him tightly.
He brushed a strand of hair from her face, tucked it behind her ear and smiled down at her.
As she pulled back, she caught his gaze, "You need to start realizing that we're in this together. You can't continue making the decisions for us both. We're a team, but you still act on your own and take care of things the way you feel fit."
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