“We could send a photo of her,” North suggested.
“Or I could just call my sister!”
North eyed her. “I don’t trust her not to say anything.”
Jared nodded. “Get her phone. We’ll send a message and a photo.”
North got up and left. She glared at Jared. “You can’t keep me forever.”
He knew that. But he just wasn’t ready to let her go. Maybe he never would be.
26
Angie tried to settle into the sofa and read one of the romance books that North had bought her. But she just couldn’t seem to get into it, maybe it was because North kept checking on her every five minutes to make sure she was still there.
To be fair, she had thought about trying to escape, but wasn’t sure how to do it without getting caught.
They’d sent a message to Zander on her phone with a photo. Which she’d refused to smile in.
She wasn’t making this easier for them.
After North checked in for the hundredth time, she decided to go and see if she could find a snack to eat while watching a movie. She just wasn’t going to be able to concentrate on her book.
Getting up she made her way through the house. She guessed the kitchen would be close to the dining room where they’d had breakfast. Easy. Peasy.
Except it wasn’t easy peasy. Finally, she thought she’d found the door that led to the dining room.
Only, when she opened it she found Jared sitting behind a large wooden desk.
He glanced up in surprise.
“Oh. Oops.”
“Everything okay?” he asked coolly.
Seriously. The man had more moods than a toddler had clothing changes.
Although he could be a bit annoyed with her because she’d told him that he was a bobblehead. Going back and forth on whether she could call her sister.
And that if Keira got upset and it affected the baby then she was going to make sure he could never have babies.
Yeah, upon reflection that might explain the frosty knickers attitude.
“Did you just say ‘frosty knickers attitude’?”
Easy, Angie.
“It’s something I read in a book. Knickers is another word for panties. Anyway, I’ll be going now.”
“Were you wanting to ask me something?”
“No. I was looking for the kitchen. Which I thought would be near the dining room we were in this morning. Only this isn’t the dining room. Why did you move it?”
His eyebrows rose. “I haven’t moved anything. The dining room is where it’s always been. You’re just confused.”
Did he think she was an idiot? Of course she knew the dining room was always where it had been. She just didn’t know where that was. He got up and walked over to her holding out his hand. She hesitated for a moment then took it.
Thank God he didn’t know that she’d been talking about him having a frosty knickers attitude.
