Page 27 of Escaping the King
After his hand reached for the doorknob, he swiveled his head back around to his sister.“There's a lot of ways they could have gone.But only one way they probably went.”
Eve's jaw dropped, and she asked, “Where's that?”
He shrugged slightly.“I'll figure it out.I've got my phone.Keep me in the loop.”And then he opened the door and slipped outside.
8
Giselle
“Hungee, Momma.Hungee,” Dani said in a pitiful voice from the back seat.
It was only three in the morning, but it looked like I'd have to stop soon and feed her.She mostly slept through the night, now.But with me waking her up and upsetting her—I'd put her off the normal schedule of things.
Not to mention we were still on Italy time.
I hated to complain about something like jetlag—but it really was a bitch.I'd been feeling a little tired.I'd have to stop off soon and grab another coffee.The awful cup I'd picked up from a fast food place on the outside of town had turned my stomach a bit.
The only problem was—not much would be open right now.If I found a truck stop, I'd pull over.
“Okay, baby.Momma will stop, soon.Okay?Very soon.Shh,” I said, knowing it wouldn't make a difference.Dani wanted food.And she wanted her dada.
At the moment, I couldn't give her either of those things.
I turned the music up slightly and took some deep breaths to calm myself down.
I didn't want my mind to wander and think about Carlo.Had he rolled over and realized I wasn't there?Had he woken up and walked through the house looking for us?
If he had—I could only imagine the thoughts that must've gone through his head.
I quickly shoved thoughts of Carlo away.It wouldn't do me any good to think about him.My plate was pretty full at the moment.I loved Carlo.And it hurt me to think of how much this would disappoint him.Me, running away with Dani.
When he'd made it crystal clear how much he wanted us in his life.Forever.
This was definitely something he'd never forgive me for.
I wondered how long he'd mourn us for.
Before grabbing another young woman and putting a ring on her finger.And trying to plant a baby in her womb.
Ugh.
That stung.
Bad.
My stomach twisted up and ached.
Not as much as my heart, though.My poor heart was killing me.
Was this what a heart attack felt like?
Maybe I'd gone and broken my heart for real.Maybe it would stop beating altogether, and I'd run us into the ditch.
Where I'd die.
And Dani would be left for Sergio to find.
My chest suddenly got even tighter.So tight I could hardly breathe.
