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I started to laugh. “Fine. We can have the sonogram. Then you can tell me the names that you like.”

He shook his head and laughed. “Maybe.”

I felt horrible for how I had treated him, but Conner followed me into the shower and held me in his arms like it had never happened. He washed my hair and wrapped me in towel, then laid me down in the bed. By the time he crawled in beside me, I was already scooting into his loving arms. Nobody else had ever seen this side of Conner and I appreciated how special it was.

His large palms covered my belly. As I laid there and tried to relax, I could feel tiny movement. Conner buried his face into my hair. “There is a little me inside of you, Blaze.”

“I think I’m already in love with it. It doesn’t matter what it is as long as it’s healthy.”

“You know my grandmother had six fingers on each hand. It was some kind of genetic abnormality.”

I sat up and looked over at him. “Are you serious?”

His laughter could probably be heard from the next room over. “Nah, she only had five, but you should have seen your face. Damn woman, you are so easy to mess with.”

I propped myself up on my elbow and gave him a dirty look. “I think we should call Heather.”

Conner sat right up out of bed. “Fuck no!”

“Hear me out, Conner. She came to warn me. I hate her just as much as you do. Actually I am pretty sure I hate her even more than you. It’s just that a part of me feels bad for her. Rick played her too, in some ways. Sure, she shouldn’t have gotten involved with the asshole, but she did. Now her life is in danger, too. I think we need to make sure she is still alive, at least.”

Conner rolled on his back and rubbed his face. “I don’t give a shit what she did. I ain’t doin’ a thing for her.”

“I gave her money. She was driving around in her car with a window busted out. The poor girl left her house with the clothes on her back. I gave her the cash I had in the safe.”

“I can’t believe you gave her money. What were you thinkin’?” He paced around the room. “You don’t help her, not ever. Do you understand?”

I got up on my knees and looked right at him. “Conner Healy, don’t you dare tell me what to do! She came to warn me about Rick and had I not been so upset about everything, I could have been in that salon today. I love you and I respect you, but I can make my own decisions.”

“Like goin’ to work when your lunatic ex is trying to harm you? Yeah, you make great fuckin’ decisions.” He walked over and grabbed his jeans and pulled them on without his boxers. Then he grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. “I can’t believe you could be so stupid, Amy.”

“What are you doing?”

He was grabbing his boots and sliding them on his feet. “I need to take a walk before I say somethin’ I might regret.”

“Conner wait!” I ran towards the door, just as he was closing it. I wasn’t wearing any clothes to be able to run after him. By the time I got dressed and ran outside, he was pulling away in his truck. I grabbed my phone and tried to call him, but it kept going to voicemail.

Conner, please come back to the hotel. I am so sorry. Please don’t leave me here alone. I won’t call Heather, I promise. Just come back to me.

He had to come back for me. I didn’t even know where I was.





Chapter 18

Conner



Yeah, I probably shouldn’t have left her there like that, but I was pissed off. How could she think that communicating with Heather was a good idea? Right away my phone started ringing. I knew it was Amy, I just chose to ignore her. Both of us were too stubborn to admit one was wrong and with everything going on, I figure it would be best to walk away and cool down, instead of taking my frustrations out on her.

I was only gone for about fifteen minutes and I didn’t really leave the parking lot. I pulled my truck around back and just sat there. Back before I met Amy I had a bad temper. I had learned to control it, but sometimes, if things frustrated me enough, it would send me over the edge.

Heather was a big problem for me. Yes, I’d slept with her to gain her trust and get information to save my sisters marriage. I don’t regret what I did, because every single time I look at one of those three kids and see how happy they are, I know it was worth it. The only part I regret was the part where it had hurt Amy. You have to understand, I wasn’t used to being responsible for other people’s feelings. Amy was the first real relationship I had ever had. She was different from all the others, but I still somehow took that for granted.

At the time, we weren’t exactly in a situation to call what we had a relationship. It was more an affair. It wasn’t like Amy could be with me when I wanted her to. My fight then had only just begun. A part of me did think that sleeping with Heather would finally set Amy over the edge enough for her to want to leave her husband for good. Little did I know he would turn out to be a complete whack job.