Page 50 of Quiet Confessions: Part Two

Biting the bullet, I answer. Might as well get this done and over with now.

“Well, it’s about damn time you picked up, Patience James,” she snaps, and I roll my eyes, then look out the window.

“Mom, I am not in the mood right now. I just left school, so is there a reason for this call…”

“Are you kidding me? Yes, I had to hear from Nixen Reynolds that your wedding date has been changed to next month! Were you ever going to tell me? Tae and I have reservations to spend next month in Bali!” I listen to her rant and zone out.

I spot Ki walking toward me and I give him a little wave. “Mom, I don’t know any of the details yet, but I’ll be sure to text you when I do. I have to go.” I end the call just as Ki is climbing into the car.

He gives me a smile and I know that he wishes he could lean over and kiss me right now, but we can’t. There are tons of people on campus right now. We didn’t have any issues with our date because it was in the next town over. We could just be ourselves without issue. I have a feeling Nixen and my grandpa have spies here, watching me.

“So, it seems that the wedding is now next month. What the fuck is Nixen planning now?” I grumble, and Ki places his hand on my thigh, giving me a soft squeeze.

“I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m sure it’s going to fuck up all of our plans.” I sigh as he starts the engine and pulls out of his parking spot.

“Can we swing by somewhere and grab a snack? I’m starving.” He nods, and drives toward a Taco Bell. I order a steak chalupa supreme with the nacho fries and nacho cheese dipping sauce.

“I don’t know why you love those so much,” Ki mutters as he drinks his Diet Coke and steals a few of my fries.

“Because it’s delicious, and with how much sex we’ve been having, I need the extra fat and calories.”

Ki gives me a smirk and I roll my eyes. “Speaking of sex, are you okay with us all living with you? I don’t feel safe moving home, but I will. I know how much you love your privacy.”

“Patience, I moved out because I was trying not to let more hormones take control when it came to you, but that still didn’t stop us. My place is small, but I think we’re managing well enough. I was contemplating buying a bigger house, but I didn’t know how you would feel about that.”

I gape at him and he rolls his eyes at me. “You know that I love you, and after you were taken, I had a lot of time to think about things. I don’t want to ever be apart from you again. And the guys are growing on me, so they can move with us too if that’s what they want.”

Tears fill my eyes and I discreetly wipe them away, but Ki sees everything. “Baby girl, don’t cry. You have shed way too many tears lately.” I huff a laugh at that and shake my head.

“They were a mixture of happy tears and being overwhelmed, you ass,” I grumble and he laughs.

We leave the drive thru and head home. “Just think about it. We don't need to do anything yet. Let’s just get through this wedding.” I nod because I agree. There is way too much on our plates right now to be thinking about moving and buying a house.

“Yeah, I will.”

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We get home and Mouse greets us the moment we walk in. I saved her some of my steak, so I lean down and give her the treat. She is such a little food snatcher sometimes. She takes it then runs to the corner and growls at us as she eats it.

I laugh and move toward the kitchen to put some groceries away. I may have had a snack, but my mom pissed me off and I need to relieve some of this tension. Thankfully Ki was okay with running to the store.

His cupboard is seriously lacking ingredients. Ki helps me unpack before leaving me. He has some papers to grade. When he took some time off, his substitute was way too lax with his students.

I know he’s been stressed getting things back in order. Nate walks inside and I know the others are following. I have something on my mind and I need to talk to my future hubby. Cue the eyeroll. We may be getting along better, but this wedding is still a fucking joke.

All it’s going to do is hurt someone.

“Hey, can we run over to Laci’s office tomorrow after class? We have to talk to her about the seating chart. I don’t want my grandpa to attend our wedding,” I tell Cal as he walks into the kitchen.

When we went to the store, I grabbed a few things, plus some steaks for dinner. I want to do a potato bake.

“I fucking hate our wedding planner. You should just call Hana and have her plan something,” he grumbles as he digs in the fridge for a beer.

Scoffing, I dump some nuts and vanilla cinnamon chips into my brownie batter and sigh.

“I don’t like Laci either, but we don’t have a choice here, Cal. Your father kidnapped me to try and take over the company that our parents left to us. Don’t you find that a reason for concern? What is so important about C&P? Why did it have our parents killed and my grandfather's assistant killed?”

“Yeah, no, you’re right. Sorry. It was just a long day today. I have to go into the office tomorrow. My dad ordered me to attend a meeting with the board, but maybe I can get out of it. I’ll tell him it’s about the wedding.” He leaves the room to make the call and Nate shuffles in from the hallway.

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