Page 89 of Adam & Eve

Adam had the power to take children away from mothers. Knowing how powerful his family was,

was one of the reasons I never went to the police after he released me.

“Take us to this address,” Adam ordered..

He gave the driver my address and a momentary sense relief washed over me. At least I

wasn’t headed back to that locked room. Maybe he did just want to talk, but on the other hand, I was

also wondering how he knew where I lived and how long had he known. Did he know Michael

helped me? How would he react to that?

He interrupted my thoughts with a repeat of his earlier question. “Were you going to tell me?”

His voice was icy again.

The car stopped suddenly. We’d pulled up in front of the small cottage I was renting. It was

only a ten-minute walk from the dinner. It took us less than three minutes to drive there. On weak legs

I hopped out of the car and walked as fast as I could up the stairs. When I reached into the pocket of

my caftan to retrieve my keys I realized I’d left them on the table.

Before I could turn around, Adam reached passed me, stuck my key in and unlocked my door.

I rolled my eyes. “Thank you”

I pushed the door open then stopped in the hall that led to the living room to take off my shoes.

“Were you going to tell me?” he asked again while walking behind me.

I heard the desperation in his voice. I could have answered him outright and assuaged some of

his worries. I knew what would make him happy, but in true Eve fashion, I felt the need to antagonize

him. Because I was annoyed, I wanted to annoy him as well.

“How do you know it’s yours?”

That was a big mistake. He damn near snatched my arm from the socket forcing me to turn and

face him. I winced in pain. If looks could kill, I would have dropped dead just from the weight of his

stare.

He scowled down at me, his grip on my wrist was getting tighter by the second. “Say that to

me again,” he dared me.

“If you don’t let my arm go…” I left the threat hanging in the air.

His grip tightened even more until my arm began to throb. Fed up, I shoved him and snatched

away. It didn’t appease my anger though. With all my strength I reared back and hit him with a hard

blow to the side of the head. He took it. Didn’t even flinch. I slapped him next.