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him. He then leaned over the table so that we were face-to-face. The anger radiating from him was

palpable. I really didn’t give a care. I didn’t owe him anything. I could tell his patience with me was

wearing thin. It was taking everything in him not to make a scene, which gave me a sense of comfort.

I was safe in public.

I knocked his hand away and sat rigid. I ignored his question and asked one of my own. “Why

are you here, Adam? You said you would let me go.”

“I said I would try,” he corrected. His hard stare in response made me want to fidget.

I cut my eyes at him. “It’s only been five months. You could have tried harder.”

He stood abruptly. “Get up, Eve. Let’s go. We need to talk.” He said louder than I think he

meant to.

I gazed around the diner and found a couple of the customers were staring our way.

I shook my head. I refused. “No, I’m not going anywhere with you.”

He reached for me. I managed to scoot further into the booth, out of his reach

“Get up, Eve, and let’s go.”

It was a directive I refused to follow.

“No,” I said again.

“Get the fuck up,” he repeated, but this time he roared it. The sound reverberated and caused

all activity in the dinner to cease.

I damn near jumped out of my skin but managed to physically stay put in my seat. Out the

corner of my eye, I noticed two big men in suits approaching us. He’d brought reinforcements.

“Don’t make me move you, Eve. You know what lengths I’ll go to if I have to.” Cocking his

head to the side he dared me to not do as he said. “It’s not a threat. It’s a promise”.

I hesitated, but only for a second because I did know what he was capable of. I got up as fast

as my round belly would allow. Simultaneously being terrified, pissed off and panicking had my

hands shaking uncontrollably as I stood. He saw them, and his eyes softened.

He opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted.

“Are you okay, ma’am?” The blonde middle-aged waitress who had brought me my order

earlier stepped in between us. What a brave soul.

“She’s fine,” Adam answered for me and hit her with an expression so hard she damn near

wilted where she stood.