Chapter 200
Chapter 200
Twenty minutes later, Fay slips out of her room, dragging a little powder–blue wheeled suitcase behind her, dressed in a casual white tennis skirt and an oversized varsity sweater that Kent
picked out for her before he left her room.
At the bottom of the stairs, both Ivan and Kent watch her
descend. They’ve been there the whole time, waiting. They didn’t
say a word to each other.
“Bout time, gorgeous,” Ivan says with a smile, coming forward
and reaching out a hand to help Fay down the last few steps. She
beams at him.
“Oh, come on,” she replies, wrinkling her nose playfully. “I’m
worth the wait.”
Kent feels fury build in him as he forces himself to watch the exchange. He wants nothing more than to step forward and punch that satisfied smirk right off of Ivan’s face as he looks Fay over from head to foot. But Kent does nothing, doesn’t move at all, burying the desire deep inside. It’s not worth it.
There’s the creak of a door, then, and Ivan, Kent, and Fay all turn towards the kitchen as Daniel comes into the hall, taking a big bite of the sandwich in his hand, his mind clearly elsewhere. Daniel stops in his tracks when he sees them all staring at him and slowly
swallows his bite. “What’s…going on?” he asks, wary.
“Hey Daniel,” Ivan calls, raising his chin to him, not letting go of Fay’s hand. “Nice to see you again.”
“Daniel, come here,” Kent commands, not giving Daniel a chance. to respond. “Come say goodbye to your fiancé. She’s off for a little…trip.”
Both Daniel and Fay raise their eyebrows at Kent’s use of that word, Ivan looking between them, but Kent ignores them all. He has his own reasons. Daniel crosses to the unlikely group, his eyes
on Fay.
“Where you going?” Daniel asks with a confused frown.
“Away for the night,” she replies, attempting a little smile. “It’s a…
surprise?”
“With Ivan?” Daniel pushes, starting to get mad and moving to stand next to his father. Fay shrugs and nods a little. Daniel glares at them all. “Why!?” Daniel demands, his voice angry.
Kent expertly changes the direction of the conversation, though, snapping his fingers towards the open doors of his office. Two men come out, backpacks slung over their own shoulders. “These men are Fay’s body guards,” Kent explains, his words directed at Ivan. “I’m sure you can accommodate them.”
“Sure,” Ivan says, unphased. “We’ve got plenty of room. Hey
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guys.” He lifts his chin towards each of them in a friendly greeting.
Kent notes the little smile that forms on Fay’s face as she watches Ivan, pleased, apparently, at his ability to meet Kent’s demands.
with a cool head.
Kent nudges Daniel hard in the arm. “Say goodbye to your girl, Daniel. I’m sure she’ll miss not having you so close by tonight.”
Daniel glares at his dad a little and then, sandwich still in hand, goes to wrap Fay in an awkward hug, his sandwich getting dangerously close to her hair. “Have fun, Fay,” he says blandly, clearly not meaning it and giving Ivan a bitter little glare over her
shoulder.
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