Charlie's POV
By the time I made it to the top step I had to hold the railing and take a second to catch my breath, my brain was going a million miles per minute.
I couldn't believe I had thrown that glass, not that he didn't deserve it flying by his face, but if it had hit him, I don't know how I would ever forgive myself. As much as I didn't want to admit it, It was hormones, it had to be because I would never throw something at someone, I didn't even do that when Mark Cheated on me with Lacey.
I decided to go take a hot bath and hopefully relaxing in the tub would help calm my nerves and put me in a better mood. The bath tub was huge which only made me think of Thomas and how good it would feel him laying behind me, holding me against his chest. I had to shake off those feelings and continue undressing as the water filled the tub. I stepped into the tub and melted into the water, we had been back a few weeks already, but I still couldn't get over how much I missed the hot water.
I started to think about the Island and how much easier things were there, I looked down at my growing belly, I looked at the stitches and thought of Tillie which only made me angry, would I always have this constant reminder of that bitch, I started to my face become flushed with anger and I had to stop myself.
I took deep breaths and shook off the thoughts to allow myself to calm down Think of pleasant things Charlie I started to think of Thomas and how we were on the Island, we used to make love by the waterfall, on the beach, in the water and just about everywhere else you could think of, I thought of the way he used to touch me.
Without even realizing it I started touching myself as I was lost in memories, a moan escaped my mouth, and I felt myself becoming more aroused.
"Ahem, you enjoying yourself?" I jumped causing my stitches to stretch and I cried out in pain as I cursed Thomas: What the fuck Thomas, you don't get to just come in here if we aren't together.
Thomas' face had a flash of concern when I cried out, but it was quickly replaced with amusement: Are we not together?
"Ya know I'm starting to feel nauseated by you rocking the damn boat"
Thomas laughed as he walked to the counter to pull a washcloth from it and to me where he got on his knees next to the bath. He placed the cloth in the water as I studied his expression, I knew the Thomas before we left on the trip and the Thomas on the Island, but this was new, like he merged the two.
He pulled the cloth from the water and put soap on it, he placed a hand on my back to sit me up and he started to wash my back: Thomas what are you doing?
"Charlie I never said that I didn't want us to be together, just that I needed time. I don't think lying to me was the correct course of action but I do understand why you did it, and while it hurts to know you didn't trust me to protect you, I understand that as well, Tillie is from my world after all. But what do you do with hurt feelings when the person who hurt you is the one you love most in the world and worse still, had a good reason to hurt you? Or at least an understandable one. I'm trying to process that; I just need you to be patient with me, okay?
My eyes pricked with tears and a lump formed in my throat. I did have a good reason, but I knew I was hurting him when I lied and I did it anyways, the least I could do was give the man some space. I nodded at him but couldn't bring myself to say anything. He smiled at me and caressed my face, he took my hand and placed the cloth in it and stood up to walk out. I waited till I heard to bedroom door close behind him to cry my eyes out.
My phone range as I was getting into my robe, and I went to the bedside table to get it. It was an unknown number, the last time I got one was from Tillie and I looked around the room in fear wondering what she could do to me here. I answered to call hesitantly: Hello?
"How is my little bird holding up?"
"Oh, dad… Enzo, I'm doing okay, can't wait for this to be over"
I scrunched my face after calling him dad and hoped he would say anything about it, thankfully he didn't but there was a long pause before he continued: I am at your mother's house, she tells me you're with the billionaire.
"I'm with Thomas, yes"
"Well do you think you can meet me at your mother's house in an hour?"
"Yes, I'll be there"
"Good, I'll see you soon little bird" he hung up the phone and I walked out of the room to find Thomas.
I started by going across the hall into his room only to find it empty. I couldn't help but take a moment to look around, the room smelled like his cologne and I found myself swooning a little. I shook my head to steady myself. The room wasn't at all what I pictured, I thought he would have more grays and cool tones. I thought it would be the picture of a Batchlor's room but it wasn't. It was full of rich warm tones with bookcases filled with classics and a leather reading chair next to the window for natural light.
I had to shake myself out of the awe the room inspired to get back on mission Find Thomas and get to moms I walked out of his room and downstairs to the kitchen; he wasn't there so I went to his office and knocked lightly: Come in.
I opened the door slowly as if I was entering the principal's office and I was in trouble. I don't know why I felt so flustered now: Um… My father called.
He looked up: Did he, and?
"Yeah, he wants me to come to my mothers in one hour"
"Did he say why"
"No, I don't think he feels safe talking on the phone"
His brows furrowed but all he said was "Hmm" before standing up and walking past me through the doorway: Where are you going?
"If your dad wants to meet then let's go meet him"
"He said for me to meet him"
"If you think I'm letting you leave my sight especially carrying my unborn children, you're out of your mind" I glared at him How dare he talk to me like that
"Charlie, what I mean is, I want you to be safe, and the fact that your pregnant with OUR babies means I want to take extra precautions. Now I love you, but I am coming with, whether you like it, or not"
I didn't say anything, I knew by the looks of his security that he could force me to stay, and he probably wouldn't think twice about it if it meant keeping me safe. I wouldn't have a right to be mad at that after lying to him for the same reason. I nodded my head, and he took my hand to lead me outside to his car.
"You're driving?" I looked at him quizzically, but he just smiled: Yes, I do know how to drive. Tony and his guys are the security detail for the night, they will follow us in their car.
He helped me in and we headed towards my mother's house.