Page 55 of Hidden Rocco
Ali had been so furious that he'd found another woman and plotted her death. She licked her lips and glanced up at Rocco as she said, “Yeah, you can be. You can do whatever you want.”
He took her hand and ushered them out of the park. “I want you safe, so let’s get moving.”
He was still here, but once the threat was over, he’d be gone. She deserved to be alone as she hadn’t learned to trust. Maybe she never could as she always took charge. This was all on her.
Chapter 16
Rocco stared out the window of the luxury Jaguar as Mica drove them expertly down the highway, into the night.
They’d stopped at the chalet, but only stayed ten minutes, long enough for him to get his new clothes and for Mica to pack her bag and then they’d hit the road.
Jacob slept in the backseat.
Of all the strange things to happen today, Rocco decided that only three things mattered.
He wasn’t going back to prison.
He was free.
And Mica didn’t deserve him.
Rocco Hellsworth was supposed to be in jail, but for now he was here to protect her and Jacob.
Which he’d do absolutely.
He closed his eyes and wished his mind could find peace with it all.
Mica yawned and he sat straight as she said, “You haven't talked in an hour.”
“I’m tired,” he admitted and rubbed his eyes.
Today had been an unusually long day.
She nodded. “Me, too.”
The sign for the exit with an H for hotel was ahead on the right. He gestured toward it and said, “Let's stop for the night then.”
Mica tapped the steering wheel. “All right. Jacob’s been sleeping for hours.” She turned off at the exit sign and went to the first hotel with a circle logo, then stopped in the parking lot before the office. “He’s bound to be hungry soon…I don’t know the Forbes star rating of this place.”
It seemed clean, Rocco thought. There was probably a small breakfast buffet in the morning. While it wasn’t anything like her boutique hotel she intended to open, this would have clean beds. He smiled at her. “This place isn’t up to your usual high standards, but will it be okay?”
She turned off the engine. “I doubt anyone would expect a billionairess in a hundred dollar a night hotel.”
He stepped out and the night air whipped against his sore face. “How do you know the price?”
She took Jacob out of the back and held him tight as she said with her nose wrinkled, “This is middle of the road accommodations and the average price is around a hundred. At most three stars, but I’d guess closer to 2.5 from the exterior. Hotels are my business.”
He grabbed her bag she’d stashed in the trunk. “I’m a three-star kind of guy. It’ll be fine for a night.”
She walked beside him. The only sound around them were cars still on the highway until they neared the electric doors. “We’ll pay in cash to avoid a paper trail.”
He moved her bag to the other side of his body as he asked, “You have cash?”
She didn’t even blink as they entered the lobby. “I have everything.”
“Except happiness,” he murmured under his breath. She turned in surprise. “You need to start picking better men for yourself and Jacob.”
Her eyes misted but she plopped Jacob into his arms when they reached the counter. Jacob curled right onto his chest, still sleeping.
