Chapter 68: Untitled Chapter

GIANNA

“What?! What do you want?” I snapped impatiently, going on the defensive, afraid he was about to call me out for shamelessly ogling him like a piece of meat I couldn’t wait to devour.

To my relief he only stared at me, his eyes searching mine with that strange soft look.

I blink when he reaches out, pushing a riotous red lock behind my ear and pulling his hand away. Surprisingly I didn’t bat his hand away, though I could have if I’d wanted to.

“Are you sure you’re okay? You look really worn-out.” He looked so earnest, his husky voice was so soft that I couldn’t help the strange flutters in my stomach, I gave a slight nod.

“I’m fine,” I added, much in the way he’d asked, softly.

My brows pulled together at the strange tightness in my chest, at how he seemed to bring out this soft side of me. Now I’m speaking nonsense, I’m probably exhausted.

He nodded with understanding, he was still standing so close I could feel his warmth, he nervously rubbed his neck, which was something I’d never seen him do.

Both men were so confident and self-assured I doubted they knew how to be nervous and yet he was.

He looked like he wanted to say something, but for some reason he didn’t. He clamped his mouth shut and gave me a smile while his eyes held mine.

“What is it?” I asked, wondering what he wanted to say. Could it be that there is something else they haven’t told me.

For a few seconds that felt longer I waited as we stared at each other, my heart pounding in my chest, my palms suddenly felt sweaty.

Jax's eyes are really unique, liquid silver with a green ring around the edge that reminds me of Dane’s though his was a golden ring around his green irises.

His eyes had the capacity to hold me hostage just like he’s doing right now, that thought reminded me of where I was, I internally shook my head banning all thought of his beautiful eyes from my brain.

Seriously I needed to keep my guards up. I can’t be soft, especially not now that I know who and what they are.

Would it really matter if they’re hiding something from me? I mean what more could he say that would be as shocking as someone paying to have me kidnapped by two male escorts.

“Have you thought about what you’re going to do when we go back?” he suddenly asked. My brows scrunched.

“Not really, I’ll decide what to do when I found the person who set me up,” I said, to be honest I haven’t had the time to think about what I should do to the culprit, I was more worried about the why?

Why would anyone make this kind of decision for me?

Though I’d come to the realization that I’m partially to blame for my situation. If I hadn’t agreed to approach Jax and Dane, I wouldn’t be here, but then on second thoughts I probably would still be here considering they thought that’s what I wanted, that I paid for it.

“That makes sense,” he said. “I know you probably heard my conversation with Dane, what do you intend to do about your situation?” Although his face was blank, he looked so serious.

“What are you talking about?” I was frowning though I had a sinking feeling I know what he’s about to say.

I’d knowingly avoided thinking about it, or even the possibility of it happening. There’s just so much to think about that I didn’t want to add that bomb to the pile of things already on my mind.

“Just saying, in case it has escaped your mind. But you guys didn’t use any protection.”

“Why, thank you Jax for reminding me of how stupid I was,” I snapped with as much sarcasm as I could muster, glaring at him “and no it didn’t escape my mind I just prefer not to talk about it.” He winced.

“Understandable, I know it’s too early,” he said apologetic though he sounded anything but. “It’s just, I’m really curious. And would like to know, you could even now be pregnant with my child or my niece or nephew.”

“I’m not,” I deny hotly. He frowned.

“You don’t know that. With the way we’ve all been…busy,” he drawled, his eyes gleaming. My cheeks flamed.

“It’s highly possible.” The way he sounded so sure, it was as though it’s a done deal and the possibility of me not carrying is nil.

“I’m not! And don’t tell me I don’t know, it’s my body I’ll know,” I replied unconvincingly.

Shit! I’m in denial and we both know that. With all the sex we’ve had, what would be surprising is if I’m not knocked up by either of them. I mean how much protection does a condom give, it’s not a hundred percent solution.

Even doctors differ in their opinion, the majority say it’s safe 98% of the time, others say 87%.

It’s kind of freaking me out, especially because there’s a chance of that happening, since I wasn’t in any kind of relationship or having casual sex I wasn’t taking any kind of contraceptive, I didn’t think it was necessary.

All these thoughts added to my worries and made dread pool in the pit of my stomach.

To be honest my feelings were conflicted. There’s another strange feeling beside the fear. It’s a feeling I refuse to give a name.

The fear I understand, though I would love to have a child of my own in the future, I wasn’t ready for it, wasn’t ready to be a mother and I would never want to complicate my child life or make her experience the kind of childhood I did.

Which is something inevitable with a father like Dane or Jax. Her life wouldn’t be as easy and worry free as I would like it to be, I don’t want my kids to have to strive or wait for someone’s approval, hence the fear.

However it’s the other feeling that was a mystery to me. It strangely feels like excitement. Which didn’t make sense, I mean why would I be excited with something like that?

Getting knocked up by their kidnappers? Who happened to be escorts?

No one in their right minds.