Page 146 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 5
“Don’t worry,” Matt said. “My mom will have convinced my dad that you can stay. And we can pick up where we left off.”
I hoped he was right.
We wandered down the creepy hallway and back downstairs to the kitchen.
Mr. Caldwell was sitting at the kitchen table drinking his hot chocolate. Mrs. Caldwell was sitting next to him. They both smiled when we walked in.
“Would you like another cup?” Mr. Caldwell asked and gestured to the hot chocolate. “There’s plenty.”
I shook my head.Please don’t kick me out. Please.
“I called your father,” he said.
That probably wasn’t good if they didn’t like each other.
“My wife and son kept the fact that you were related to Richard from me. All I knew was what Matt first told me. That you were new in town. And that you were living with your uncle.”
I nodded.
“So you can imagine my surprise…”
Mrs. Caldwell cleared her throat.
“The funeral was very nice,” he said.
I’d forgotten that he had been in attendance. “It was.” It was until I had been taken away. I could feel tears welling in my eyes. I was getting closer to my dad. But suddenly the distance felt momentous. He’d kidnapped me during my uncle’s funeral. I couldn’t trust him. I wasn’t a Pruitt. It was just like Matt said. I’d never be a monster. “Please don’t make me leave,” I said.
Mr. Caldwell smiled. “I would never make you go back to him.”
Him.My dad. I should have wanted to defend him. But how could I? I didn’t even know if Isabella was being punished for what she did. As far as I knew, she was just hanging out back at the apartment with her evil puppy and plotting her next murder. But at the same time, my dad had taken care of me. He’d made sure Kennedy was okay. He’d promised to keep me safe. I stillwanted to stay here though. With Matt. With his family that knew how to smile for real.
“His bodyguards are to stay outside at all times,” Mr. Caldwell said. “They won’t interfere with our own security. I’ve told Richard as much. As long as they stay outside, you can stay here.”
I blinked fast, forcing my tears to stay at bay. “Thank you.” I walked over to him and hugged him.
He awkwardly patted my back for a second. But then he hugged me back. And it was stupid, but it felt like a hug from my uncle. Which made me tear up all over again.
I pulled away. “Actually, I’d love another cup of hot chocolate.”
He smiled and nodded to the chair.
“How about a round of cards?” he asked. “Matt, go get your brother.”
***
We spent hours together in the kitchen playing Canasta, a game I was apparently terrible at. But it was so much fun. Mrs. Caldwell made these delicious cheesy snacks and we all just sat around laughing. It was the most relaxed I’d been in…a reallylong time. I didn’t think about Isabella once. All I thought about was how easy it was to fit in with the Caldwell family.
I smiled over at Matt as he threw his cards down on the table.
He smiled back.
“It’s a draw,” his mom said.
“What?” Mason said. “No way. We smoked you guys.”
We had played boys against girls. And Mason was right, I definitely brought Mrs. Caldwell’s team down. There was no way it was a draw.
“A tie,” she said.
