Page 49 of Bound By Consequences
“Yeah. It was time to come home.”
“They just let you leave?”
He aimed his sexy smile my way causing flutters in my stomach. “Yeah. I’d finished my contract with them. It was my choice to stay or go. I chose to go.”
That was a good thing. I liked he was home now. “What do you do now then? For a job I mean.”
“Computers still. I have clients that I work with some that were from before I left, others new from reference.”
This sounded seriously intriguing and I wanted to know more. “Doing what?”
He smirked. “Can’t get into all that Ensley. There are some things that are better that you don’t know. With my clients there is a strict confidentiality and both ends must follow it. Same with when I was inside. I can’t tell you about those missions because they were and are classified.”
This shocked me as something hit me. “Are you doing illegal stuff?”
His head shook. “Just stuff that’s confidential.”
Somehow, I didn’t think he was telling me the whole truth, but I understood confidential stuff. It didn’t mean I had to like it. I liked knowing everything around me as much as possible. This would be one of those things up in the air that I hoped didn’t fall and hit me in the damn head. “Okay.”
I looked to my watch seeing the time. “Shit. I have to get home. Katie has to go to work. She took a late shift since I had the day off.”
“When can I meet Remy?”
My heart thumped hard in my chest and hesitation hit me. Him talking about seeing her and actually doing it were two different things. But it had to happen no matter how much it worried me. She could not get hurt in all of this. “I’m off on Friday. Can we meet up then? Maybe here?”
“We’ll make this work Ensley.” He said and I felt like he was telling the truth. As scary as all this was we would make it through.
We hopped off the picnic table and he walked me to my car. “Yeah, we will.”
This was going to be a challenge because being with him, those old feelings rose from that night together. I had to squash them down and lock them up tight. Us being together was only because of Remy and I needed to keep that on the front burner in my mind. This was Remy’s dad. Nothing more. Nothing less. Now, if I could just tell my brain and body that.
18
Ensley
“So tell me all about it!”Katie excitedly yelled as Remy ran to me clutching onto my leg as I bent down and picked her up into my arms. While Micah and my time together was good, I was happy to be home. Even as overwhelmed and scared as I felt about everything circling around me, Remy always made everything better.
“It went alright. He’s really easy to talk to.” I replied, giving Remy a big hug letting her wrap herself around me and soaking in her baby scent.
“And he’s not into the whole taking away thing.” She said in code so Remy wouldn’t understand. It was one good thing at this age, they didn’t know yet when shit was about to hit the fan. Those days would be greatly missed when she could spell and or understand our codes.
“No. He just wants to be part of her life and that’s good. She’ll love that.”
Remy’s hands came to either side of my face grabbing my attention. As soon as I looked at her she smacked me with a kiss and said, “Mama!” with a bright smile causing me to giggle.
“Hey baby. Did you have a good time with Auntie Katie?”
She bobbed her little head. “Cookies!”
“We frosted some, but more went on the table and in her mouth than anything. But we had fun. A mess, but fun.” Katie replied taking a seat on the couch.
I looked over to the small kitchen table and it was clean. “And had time to clean it up too. Thanks for that.” Huge relief for that. Today with Micah didn’t leave a lot of energy left. I felt wiped and drained both in uncertainty and relief if that were a plausible combination.
Katie shrugged. “All good. She had fun, that’s all that matters. So… stop delaying tell me about him.” She patted the seat next to her. I followed.
“I don’t really know a whole lot about him yet. He was a Marine, which you knew. He worked in computers and tech. He still does computers now. His family is part of the club. That’s about all.”
“Does he live with his parents or have his own place?”
