Page 129 of Committed to You

He turns toward her, cups her face in his hands, and says, “She stole time from us. It’s time she starts to pay for it.”

Meredith beams at him. “Yes. Should we go into the bedroom now?”

“Yes. But I don’t think her rope is secure enough. Let me fix it first.”

She looks at him hesitantly.

He kisses her. “If you’re my girl, you have to trust me. You don’t trust me right now.”

“I do,” she quickly says.

He then leans down to her ear. In a quiet voice, he says, “Do you want me to do that thing to you?”

“Yes,” she breathes as if in a trance.

“Then go sit on the couch while I fix her rope. Put the gun on the table next to you. You’re making me nervous, and you don’t want me nervous, do you?”

“No, baby.”

“Good. You’re a good girl.”

“I’m your girl.”

“Yes. My girl.”

“I’m your baby.”

“Yes, my baby.”

I cringe listening to their conversation. I know Chase doesn’t mean any of this, but it makes my gut flip.

She sits on the couch across from me.

“Put the gun on that table.” Chase points next to where she is sitting.

She is reluctant but does it.

“Good girl.”

She grins at him.

Chase catches my eye and then goes behind the chair.

What’s he doing?

“I’m going to fix this. Then we are going into the bedroom.”

Meredith claps like an excited schoolgirl.

Chase unties the rope then repositions it around me. “Don’t move or I’ll smack you.”

He repositions the rope around me. It’s looser than when Meredith tied it.

“Don’t move,” he warns me again.

“I’m not,” I snap.

He yanks on my hair and brings his mouth to my ear. “There is no escaping your fate.”

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