Page 48 of Dangerously Yours

Gabriel got up, and I forced myself to stay where I was as he had asked. I knew Gabe loved Noah, and vice versa. The two were inseparable as kids from what both had told me. It was no wonder the two were thick as thieves now. I trusted him as much as Noah did, so I leaned back in my seat and did the only thing I could think of at this moment. I prayed. Not just for me, and for Noah, but for my children. If what Noah had told me about the car was right, my earlier encounter had not been an accident. Whoever it was, they were coming back to finish the job. I had no enemies that I knew of, unless you counted the father of my children.

Cade did not own a silver sports car, or at least he hadn’t when the two of us had been together. It had to be him, though. No one else would have anything to gain from my death but him. He would not have to pay alimony or child support, and he would have full, uncontested custody of our kids.

“I was going to give you a final chance to come to your senses. All you had to do was call off the divorce and give us another chance, but you wouldn’t. Now, you’ve left me no choice... I’m suing you for full custody of the kids... I had a nice talk with my lawyer. He seems to think that I have a case... My reputation won’t be on trial, though. Yours will, and I can guarantee you will not be able to sweet talk your way through this one like you and your lawyer did the last time. I have made sure of it.”

As all of his earlier threats replayed in a loop in my head, all I could wonder was this what he meant by making sure of things. Had he planned to get rid of me? Was the driver of that car actually him? Or had he used his connections as a Titan to put this deadly chain of events into motion?

Overcome with nausea, I quickly leaned over to my left side where a garbage can sat, then I threw up the bile sitting in my throat. I would’ve gone to the bathroom, but Gabriel had made me promise to stay here. I at least needed some water. Spying the vending machine across the room, I rummaged through my purse for my wallet. After locating a dollar, I walked over to the machine and tried to feed the bill into the machine. My hands were shaking so badly, and I almost sighed in relief as it started to go in, only to curse under my breath when it was spit back out. I actually related to it completely. Since I had heard about Noah, life seemed to constantly just chew me up and spit me out. I was nothing more than a wrinkled up bill.

I snatched it, or tried to, but I missed it and the dollar fell to the floor. I bent down to retrieve it, but a hand beat me to it. I looked up and saw that it was Gabriel once more.

I slowly stood back up, and watched as he flattened it out, then fed it into the machine. It was accepted this time, and when he selected the water, I waited for the bottle to appear in the plastic.Once it did, I went to get it, but he once again beat me to the punch.

“Here, let me,” he said.

I offered no protest and the two of us were soon seated back where we had just been. After drinking a small bit of the cool liquid to soothe my irritated throat, I had to ask.

“Noah. Is he...?”

“They were able to revive him. Noah’s resting comfortably in his room.”

“Oh, thank God.” It seemed as if one of my biggest wishes was now answered, although I was still afraid for him.

“The police are back at his room.”

“I’m glad,” I told him, finally letting out the breath I had been holding. Cade, nor anyone else, would be able to hurt him with them around.

“One of the detectives would like to speak to you. I think it might have something to do with the case.”

“Yes, of course. Where is he?”

“I’ll go get him. Stay right here.”

I didn’t plan to go anywhere right now. As I waited, I took another few small sips from the water and had just put the cap back on when a detective darkened the doorway. “Mrs. Davis. I was going to ask you to come down to the station, but since we’re both here, I thought it would be best to conduct this interview here.”

“Absolutely,” I told him, straightening up in my seat as he approached me.

Gabriel closed the door allowing me and the detective privacy, and when the man had finally taken his seat, I opened my mouth to speak, but he started things off instead.

“I’ve been at the station watching the security footage from your parking garage. Do you mind telling me again why he had your car that particular day?”

I shook my head, then I told him about the issue I’d been having with my brakes. I advised that it was taken to the dealership, but I had gotten swamped at work so he had volunteered to get it for me after his practice ended. It was not new information that Noah was a football player, and the Porsche dealership could confirm anything I was saying.

“And he was going to drop my car off, then pick me up in his.”

“Why would he be picking you up?”

What wasn’t public knowledge was our relationship, but I had nothing to hide. “We had a date that evening.”

“A date? So the two of you are an item?”

“Yes,” I answered proudly. “We have been seeing each other for months.”

“I see. During your courtship, did you ever come across anyone who might wish to harm you over your relationship with him?”

I meekly smiled. “We both know that a Titan can’t even sneeze without someone seeing, so we did not broadcast our relationship to the tabloids or society pages. Someone did know about us, though.”

“And that would be?”

---