Three Thousand Miles - Forever, (book #3 of Three Thousand Miles, Series) (24 page)
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Authors: Deila Longford
another drink as he smirks at me.
“I tracked him down at his office about a month ago and we have been seeing
each other ever since, hasn’t he told you about this?” I squeeze my temples as
I take in his smug response.
“No, he hasn’t told me anything. I don’t understand why is he keeping this
from me?” Edward laughs at me as he leaps from his seat on the sofa. I frown
at him as he glides over to my side. He reaches down and he gently strokes my
chin with his index finger as he reassures me that Adrian meant no harm.
“My lovely Adrian hasn’t told you about me because he wanted to protect you
from me. He felt that he wanted to get to know me before he exposed you to
me. Please don’t be mad at him he was only looking out for your best
interests.” I roll my eyes as I push his finger away from my face. I lunge out of
the arm chair and I begin to pace the room.
“That’s a load B-S you really expect me to believe that? I just knew that he was
hiding something from me, but I never expected that it would be this.” Edward
looks angry as he rushes over to me. He grabs me in his firm arms as he tries to
make me agree with what he is saying. I try to break free from his grasp, but he
is holding me too tightly and I can’t loosen his grip.
“Listen to me; you will not cause any problems between Adrian and me. I have
finally gotten my son back and I will not let some little American tart ruin what
I have spent my whole life working towards. Is that clear?” I am shocked at his
outburst and I am little scared from his tone. But I snap out of my fears as I tell
him how it is.
“How dare you speak to me like that? What makes you think that you have any
right to tell me what I can and cannot do? Adrian is my husband and I am no
tart. You are nothing to me and as soon as I tell Adrian about this you will be
nothing to him either. Is that clear?” Edwards’s eyes are bolting and his lips
and hands are shaking. He looks furious with me and I feel as if he could slap
me from his anger. With one swift action I pull away from him and I march out
into the hallway of the house. Edward follows me ashe stares at me.
“Leave, now.” I say firmly as I push open the front door. Edward steps towards
me and I can feel his warm breath blowing down on me as he looks into my
eyes.
“I will be in Adrian’s life and there is nothing that you can do about it.” I bite
my lip as he mockingly laughs at me – again. Now I am the one who would like
to slap him. Edward smirks and then he glides over to the door. As soon as he
steps out the house and onto the cold street, I slam the door shut.
I march back into the lounge and I grab my phone from the coffee table. I flip
up the Blackberry –a little too roughly and then I dial Adrian’s number -taking
my anger out on the buttons as I dial. I wait for him to answer and when he
does I get straight to the point.
Why didn’t you tell me that you have met with your father?”
The phone is
silent as Adrian takes in my outburst.
“Oh please you know exactly what I am talking about. You have been meeting
with him for over a month now and you have neglected to tell me about it.”
“Calm down and tell me how you know this?”
“Don’t tell me to calm down,”
“Alanna stop it, I won’t stand for you yelling at me down the phone. I am
leaving work now and I will be home shortly. I will explain everything to you
when I get home.”
“I wasn’t, now I am just getting into the car; wait for me to come home. Don’t
be sneaking off into the city looking for a distraction.”
Adrian hangs up and I clench my fists from anger. I can’t believe that he has
lied to me about meeting with his father. Why would he want to hide this from
me? Doesn’t he trust me enough to tell me when something important is going
on in his life? I am his wife and he knows that I would have supported him
through this, so why didn’t he tell me?
I franticly rush up the stairs as I continue with my chores. I push my way into
the room and then I start to arrange William’s clothes – again. As I fold and
push the clothes into the chest of drawers, I can’thold back my tears and they
soon begin to flow freely from my eyes. I close the drawers as I slouch over the
bed and fall onto its surface. My heart is breaking and my head is pounding, I
can’t stop my tears and now I’m sobbing.
After a while I have sobbed out all of my tears and now I’m lying on William’s
bed as I reflect and wait for Adrian to come home. My eyes are stinging from
my tears and I jump off the bed when I hear front door open. I march into the
hallway and I approach the staircase as I wait for Adrian to come into sight. I
clutch the railings of the stairs for support as Iam feeling a little light headed. I
gaze down into the hallway as I hear Adrian’s voice.
question.
“I’m up here,” I say firmly. I wait for around thirty seconds and then Adrian is
standing at the bottom of the stairs looking up at me with those burning green
eyes.
“Baby, come down here so we can talk about this,” he pleads, but I stand my
ground as I am not going to let him off with lying to me like this. He needs to
know that I am his equal and that I won’t stand for being made a fool of. I’m
angry with him for not letting me know that his father is back in his life, but
most of all I am hurt by his actions. He is my husband, my friend and my world
so I can’t begin to describe how hurtful his decision to keep me in the dark
about this is. I can’t bear to look at him as I feel that I could burst into tears –
again. I look across the hallway as I answer him.
stairs as he tries to reason with me.
please come here so that I can explain it you.”
“No, you want me to come down there so you can manipulate me into
agreeing that what you did was for the best.” Adrian looks furious at my
outburst as I shout down at him.
“My patience is wearing thin, I won’t ask you again.” Adrian snarls as he locks
his eyes onto mine. I can feel his retinas burningthrough me and I feel that
perhaps I should do as he says. I know how angry he can get and I don’t want
to witness that side to him. So I march down the stairs and when I reach him
he turns and walks further down and then he glides into the lounge. He races
over to the drinks cabinet and to my horror he pours a glass of scotch. At first I
think that he is going to give it me to calm my nerves – but how wrong I was as
Adrian downs the drink in a flash. I march over to him and I stand in front of
him as I look up at him in surprise.
“Why are you drinking alcohol?” I say as I snatch the glass from his hand. He
pulls it back from me and then he pours yet another glass of scotch. I can’t
believe my eyes – Adrian is drinking alcohol. For as long as I have known him
he has never touched a drop and now he looks as if he is a regular drinker –the
way he is throwing back the single malt. He has told me numerous times that
he despises alcohol and that he could never take any because he was scared
that he would become addicted just like Alice, so why is he going back on his
words?
“Because I want to, that’s why.” He snarls at me. I throw my arms into the air
in frustration – who is he? “Now sit down I need to explain everything to you.”
I shake my at him but I do as he says. I sit on the edge of the sofa as Adrian
takes a seat next to me. He reaches out and tries to grab my hand, but I pull
away from him as I don’t feel comfortable around him. He seems as if he
changed and I don’t like what I am seeing. He exhales as he runs his fingers
through his hair and then he turns to face me as he begins to talk.
“About a month ago Edward came to the office. At first I was reluctant to see
him so I told my secretary to send him away. The next day he came back, but
this time he insisted on seeing me. So I let him into my office and of course I
questioned him on why he was here and on what he wanted from me. He told
me that he wanted to make up for lost time and that he just wanted to see me.
I didn’t believe him at first, but I was intriguedby his appearance. So I invited
him to have lunch with me and we talked and he seemed genuine in his pleas.”
Adrian trails off as he stands up in front of me. I look up at him as he talks
again.
“You know how I felt about meeting with him. I was scared that he was going
to reject me and as I ate lunch with him that’s all that I thought about. When I
was a boy I used to sit at the window of the orphanage and look out into the
busy streets, wondering if he was coming to find me. When he showed up at
my office I was shocked, terrified and worried. I didn’t know this man who was
claiming to be my father and the first person I thought of was you.” Adrian is
now kneeling in front of me as his words ring my ears.
“If that’s true then why didn’t you tell me about him?” Adrian reaches out his
hand and this time I place my hand into his. He leans in towards me and he
rests his forehead against mine. He stinks of alcohol a scent which I have never
smelled from him before. However, he seems vulnerable so with my other
hand I gently run my fingers through his hair as he pulls back and answers my
question.
“I was frightened to expose you to him. I didn’t know anything about him and
for all I knew he was the one who was sending you those messages. I couldn’t
risk you getting hurt – again.”
“By not telling me about this you have hurt my feelings and you have made me
feel worthless. I am your wife and you are supposed to confide in me about
what is going on in your life. If you don’t trust me enough to tell me about the
important things in your life, then what was the point of us getting married?”
Adrian clutches my face in his strong hands.
“Don’t you ever think that you are worthless, you are my whole world and
without you I would die? I trust you more than anyone else I know, but I
couldn’t tell you about him because I was worried for your safety.”
“How can I believe that’s actually the reason?” Adrian leans closer to me as he
maintains his grip on my face. A gentle tear falls from my eye and it runs down
onto his skin. At the touch of my tear Adrian looks firmly into my eyes.
“Don’t cry, don’t get upset, just believe me.” I consider is words and then
Adrian leans forward and kisses me gently. At firstI resist him as I pull away
from his embrace, but he kisses me again and this time he makes it impossible
for me resist. I kiss him back as he slides his hands down my back and onto my
waist. His lips are exploring mine as I lunge forward and grab his head in my
hands. We kiss passionately and then he slowly rises from floor as he holds
onto me. I pull back for a second as Adrian positions himself on the sofa. His
hands are still on my back as he leans in and kisses me again. I clutch him like
my life depends on it as he gently pushes me down onto the sofa. My head hits
the soft cushion and I smile as Adrian’s head hovers above mines.
“Baby I’m sorry, I need you now.” He whispers as he leans down and kisses my
neck. I close my eyes as his lips collide with my skin. I feel so into him right now
and I surprise myself and him when I rip off his shirt. Adrian stares down at me
with his bare chest exposed and his eyes glowing like a cat. I jerk his head
towards me and I kiss him. His lips are tender andhis touch is sinful at the
hands of our passion I can hardly remember why I was so angry with him in
first place.
Seven days pass by and each one of them with Adrian has been wonderful.
Ever since I found out about him meeting with his father, things have changed
and in a good way. He hasn’t lied to me about his phone calls and he hasn’t
mysteriously changed his plans with me either. Adrian has opened up to me
about everything that Edward has said and done since he has come back into
his life. He has told me about how Edward spent years thinking about him, but
resisted to meet with him because he was scared of rejection. Edward has also
explained why he left in the first place and according to him he was a selfish
douche bag who only cared about getting laid every night. He didn’t want to
settle down and he said that he tried, but he justcouldn’t stay with one
woman – for the rest of his life. So one day he packed up his things and he left
leaving behind his woman and his son. Adrian has told me how hard it has
been for him to hear the truth, but he has also said that he is glad that Edward
is being truthful with him. I am glad that Edward has made Adrian happy by
coming into his life, but at the same time I am worried about his intentions.
Edward hasn’t been shy about asking Adrian for help –finically and Adrian was
quick to help him out. He has rented out a condo for Edward and he has given
him a job at the company. His new position includes major perks like a new
Jaguar XJ, new suits and tons of events to attend as Adrian’s father. He wants
to be a major part of Adrian’s life and I can’t help but wonder if the money and
the perks of being the father of a millionaire is really what he pulls close to his
heart.
Today is Monday and I am franticly running around the city grabbing a few last
minute things before Sophie and James arrive from New York. Adrian has
sensed that I have been feeling a little homesick recently so he has arranged
for Sophie and James to fly over to see us on his private jet. I was totally
surprised when he sprung this on me – last night infact and now I am rushing
to buy some of Sophie’s favourite foods as she is now six months pregnant and
from what I have heard she eats like a cow.
I glide up the aisles of Waitrose throwing every type of food I can see into my
cart. I pile my cart full with pizzas, fresh chicken and salads, Sophie filled me in
on what she has been craving and I have made sure that I have bought
everything that she likes, including her favourite English snack, fruit scones.
When Sophie spent two weeks in London last summer she and Katharine
practically lived on fruit scones. They would have them for breakfast and then
again after lunch and they would order them up to their room at all hours of
the night. I laughed when Sophie expressed that she was going to die if she
didn’t get a fruit scone soon. I informed her that you can get fruit scones in the
Wal-Mart, but Sophie responded by saying that she tried every store and every
scone that New York has to offer and none of them compare to the English
scones that she gorged on whilst she was in London.