Page 88 of Adam & Eve

She didn’t back down though. “You sure?” she stuttered, looking at me. “I can call the police.”

That wasn’t such a bad idea, I thought. But then would that cause her trouble? Probably.

“No ma’am. I’m fine.”

As soon as the words left my mouth, Adam grabbed my arm and pulled me to the side of him.

“Let’s go.”

I was embarrassed as all the customers watched me being darn near dragged from the diner. A

few even pulled out their phones and took pictures, documenting my kidnapping, but nobody tried to

interfere any further. I wanted to melt into the floor. I purposely dragged my feet, trying to delay the

inventible and unknown. When I refused to keep up, he tried to lift and carry me to an awaiting Black

SUV.

“No. I can walk,” I snapped.

I shoved his arms away. I straightened my back and sped up a modicum. He grabbed ahold of

me by my wrist when I still lagged behind. I tried to snatch away but his grip was ironclad. Another

Black SUV pulled up and stopped behind the one Adam directed me into. The two men who had

followed us out of the diner got into it.

Adam opened the door then signaled for me to get in.

I snatched my arm from his grip then swung around to face him. “We need to get one thing

straight. I’m not going back to that room, Adam.”

He sighed in annoyance then slid his hands down his face like he was tired of dealing with

me. The feeling was mutual. If he was tired of dealing with me, he could have simply left me the hell

alone.

“Don’t play with me, Eve. Get in the fucking car,” he spat, sending a pointed glare my way.

“I will when you tell me you’re not taking me back to that room. Give me your word,” I

managed to choke out pass the lump in my throat.

The stare he penned me with in response bordered on frightening. I thought about pushing the

issue until I noticed several people from inside the restaurant had come out to watch us. Out of my

peripheral, I saw a young black man approaching cautiously, ready to help me. For his sake, with my

heart crashing in my chest, I got into the car. I knew if I showed my black behind like I wanted to, and

anyone intervened, there would be worse consequences for them than me. I was also smart enough to

know if the police became involved, I’d probably never see my baby after I gave birth. People like