Making You Mine (47 page)
Authors: Elizabeth Reyes
While Grace texted with Rose, Sal texted Vincent to let him know what was going on. Not only did he agree, he was already at Sal’s house when they got there. Rose didn’t even go in the house, jumping straight into Vincent’s car. They were going to eat and Sal spotted Vince some money to take her to a show, too. Apparently he had a long talk in mind.
Sal offered her something to eat or drink but as was the case lately, she had no appetite.
Grace pulled a tea bag out of her purse. “I’ll take a cup of hot water.”
She’d never been much of a tea drinker but lately it seemed to be the only thing that soothed her stomach. After fixing her mug of tea they walked out into his yard and sat at his patio table. Just being in his house again did things to her but taking in the view. A view she never thought she’d be seeing again, brought a lump to her throat. She took a sip of her tea trying to swallow it back.
Sal sat close to her and leaned into her kissing her cheek softly. “It’s so good to have you back, Grace.”
She turned to face him. “It’s good to be back.”
He took a deep breath and his expression changed a little. “Now tell me about Frank.”
Grace glanced away and stared at her mug playing with the teabag string that hung off the side. “He agreed to invest money into a restaurant with me and my mom.”
“And lend you his car.”
She nodded knowing exactly what he was thinking.
“Why?”
“He thinks it’s a good investment and he could use the write-off.”
“Why else?”
She glanced back at him and sat up straight. She knew what he was getting at and yes maybe Frank had other underlying reasons for being so generous but Sal had to know she wasn’t that type of person. The more she’d thought about this the more she had to agree with her mom that it was a great opportunity. “Those are the only reasons he’s given.”
“You’re not still thinking of going through with this are you?”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
He cocked his head back. “What do you mean why wouldn’t I? You have to know this guy wants more than just to do business with you.”
“You don’t know that.”
“Oh don’t I? Tell me something is that why you went on that vacation to Laughlin? To
talk
him into investing in your restaurant?”
Grace didn’t appreciate his tone and certainly not the implication. “I went there, Sal, because I was falling apart and I needed to get away. It actually helped. The idea of him helping me with my restaurant was one that had been brought up long before me and you even broke up. And it was never
me
trying to talk
him
into it rather the other way around.”
“Was it now?” A glimmer of the blaze she’d seen in his eyes when he showed up at Joey and Taylor’s was back. “When were you planning on telling me about it?”
“I wasn’t because I had no intentions of taking him up on the offer. I’d already told my mom it was out of the question.”
“And why was that, Grace?”
Damn it he had her and the rage in his eye said he knew it, too.
She held her chin up. “I didn’t need the job at the time. I had a good one with you and I was only getting my feet wet in a big restaurant like yours. I didn’t think I was ready.”
The outraged expression turned almost smug. “No other reason? Why hadn’t you even mentioned to me that the offer had been put out there?”
Grace tipped her head trying to stay nose to nose with his challenges but she could already tell she was fighting a losing battle. “I didn’t think you’d be happy about it.”
“You’re damn right I wouldn’t have been.” He leaned in closer his legs practically straddled her chair now and his tone softening just a bit. “Grace, baby, the guys showed up with roses for you, ready to go on a
date
with you. He’s driven more than four hours each way several times just to spend time with you.” He kissed her forehead then lifted her chin and looked deep into her eyes. “I love you more than anything.”
That damn lump suffocated her. “I love you, too.”
He pulled her closer to him. “I’m never letting you out of my life now, you know that right?”
Grace gulped nodding softly. “I don’t wanna be out of your life.”
He smiled and kissed her softly. “Good because it’ll never happen again. I’ll do whatever it takes and that’s a promise.” His eyes went hard again. “But if you think for even a second that I’m gonna let that fucker stay in your life you’re out of your mind.”
Grace tried to conjure up some kind of strength to argue and she didn’t even know why. “But—”
“I saw pictures, Grace.” His breathing suddenly accelerated.
“What?” She searched his fiery eyes. “Pictures?”
“Sofie took pictures with her phone the night at the night club.” The vein on his neck protruded and he seemed to wait for her reaction.
“And?”
“I saw you with him.” There was a subtle but undeniable raise in his voice now and she knew any kind of partnership with Frank was officially over. “I saw the way you dressed, the way he touched you and held your hand—the way he looked at you. You still gonna tell me it’s just business?”
She stared at him knowing there was nothing she could say at this point that would convince him and she didn’t even care. She squeezed his hand. It was so tense and he closed his eyes. “I said partnering up with him was out of the question before me and you broke up because I had a feeling there was more to it than just business.”
“Of course there was—”
She put her finger to his lips. “But I’ve never done anything to even give him the idea that I might be willing. Except for allowing him to hold my hand to and from the dance floor. I don’t want you to think anything ever happened. Okay?”
He stared at her breathing hard. “I don’t want him around you anymore. Give the car back, too. Give it to your mom. I don’t give a shit. I just don’t want
you
in it.”
“Okay.”
She saw his shoulders and chest fall slowly as he exhaled. “But,” she said making him tense up again and eyebrow lift. “I will have to talk to him to explain it. We
were
getting ready to make an offer on a property. I’ll be pulling the rug out from under everybody’s feet.”
Sal reached down to his waist and pulled his phone out. “Call him.”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because I have to explain to my mom first. She’s not going to be happy about this and even though I don’t care, I’d still like to tell her before I tell him.”
After a few moments of him staring at her he finally spoke. “But you’ll do it over the phone right? You don’t have to see him to tell him.”
Grace smiled, running her fingers through his soft hair. “Unless he’s okay with my mom still borrowing his car he’s going to have to come pick it up.”
Sal frowned at that and for some reason that made Grace chuckle. “Sweetie, I can see your reluctance about me going into business with the man but me being around him for a few minutes while he picks up the car he was nice enough to lend me is not going to kill anyone.”
“It’ll kill me,” he muttered
That made her laugh and she brought her hands to his face. “You’ll be just fine.” Then she leaned back and picked up his hand placing it on her belly. “Now lets talk about something else.” She smiled feeling the tears come as she remembered the dread that kept her up all night last night knowing she’d have to face him again and again with the knowledge that he’d never be hers yet he’d be a permanent fixture in her life. A torment she’d be forced to endure forever. She took a deep breath. It was a miracle how feelings about this had gone from dread to absolute delight. “You’re gonna be a daddy.”
His eyebrows pinched and seeing the tears in his eyes made her arms instinctively wrap around his neck. Nothing felt better than feeling his arms around her. It’s where she belonged and for once in her life she believed it. She
could
have it all.
“My baby momma,” he said against her ear.
She pulled away to look at him and he laughed wiping away a tear from the corner of his eye. She wiped the tears from her eyes and had to laugh, too. “What?”
“Well you know that’s what you’ll be unless you marry me right?”
She stopped laughing and felt the smile dissolve feeling overwhelmed with emotion again and here she thought she already had it all. Then she remembered one very important thing. Rose.
~*~
As the months went by and Sal didn’t get so much as a text from Melissa, he’d begun to believe she’d finally accepted it and he wouldn’t have to worry about her ever again. Then it came: the morning of his wedding. Over four months since he and Gracie had reunited. He logged on to check his email and there it was, an email from her in his inbox. He glanced up but Grace was still sound asleep. She’d slept so much since she’d moved in with him and today of all mornings he was letting her sleep as long as she wanted. He almost didn’t want to but since this was the morning of his wedding he wanted to make sure Melissa wasn’t planning on doing anything to ruin it. So he clicked on it and held his breath until it opened and read:
Hey there. Just wanted to congratulate you on your big day. I won’t lie. A part of me still wishes it was me and not her but I get it. You only get one love of your life and apparently she’s yours. For a long time I thought you were mine until a ton of therapy helped me realize you were what I pictured my ideal guy was. Perfect in every way, but other than how beautiful you are and ha! How well off. I knew very little about you. And obviously you knew even less about me. But enough of that. I just wanted you to know how grateful I am that you didn’t go to the police. I wanted to thank you for that so many times before but Kat and Jason were adamant about me not contacting you even for that. I’m sorry that I caused you so much pain and heartache. Believe it or not, that’s what is going to take me the longest to get over, but I’m working on it. I wish nothing but the best for you.
Missy
P.S. I know you’re going to be a great daddy
. =)
Nothing could describe the enormous relief he felt after reading that. It felt so good all he wanted to do was slip back in bed and hold Grace so he did. He’d come to live for spooning Grace’s warm body and holding her close against him.
She exhaled with a smile in her sleep. Okay maybe there was something he loved more. He kissed her cheek. “I love you,” he whispered.
To his surprise she murmured back, “I love you, too.”
A little annoyed at himself that he woke her he whispered, “Go back to sleep.”
Suddenly she clutched his hand and went tense.
“What’s wrong? You okay?” His anxiety levels since he witnessed a few of her dizzy spells had been at an all time high lately.
“I think…” She went stiff again. “There it is again..”
“What?” His heart was now going a mile a minute.
“The baby.”
“What about it?”
She spun around and put his hand on her belly. “I felt it move.”
Sal concentrated but felt nothing, still it was exciting to see the emotion in her eyes. “I felt it, Sal. On my wedding day. Our baby.”
Sal took a deep breath and smiled. “He or she is up early and ready for the day mommy and daddy say
I do
.”
“I’ve said it a million times in my head already,” Grace said smiling at him.
Sal kissed her. “This is just a formality for everyone else’s sake, Gracie. You’ve owned my heart since day one.”
She wrapped herself around him, Sal’s breathing was just beginning to accelerate as he kissed her deeply, when there was a knock at the bedroom door. They both froze. Grace pulled away and made a pouty face, obviously reading the disappointment in his face.
“Come in,” she said unwrapping herself from him and sat up.
“Sorry,” Rose said chewing her bottom lip. “I was waiting for you guys to wake and I heard you talking so I just thought…”
“What’s up?” Grace asked.
“I made the team,” Rose said with a smile.
“You did?” Grace got out of bed and rushed over to hug her. “Oh my God I knew you would!”
Since Rose was now living with them and Sal remembered Grace telling him about her mother not willing to pay for her club soccer team all year round, he decided he’d sponsor her. At first Grace said it would be too much but Moreno’s sponsored plenty of players, so Sal insisted they could sponsor her too. The only club teams in this area were silver teams or higher and Rose had only ever played on bronze teams. But Grace said that was only because in their area they couldn’t afford better coaches or scouts so the only teams they had out there were bronze. She said Rose was a stand out. Rose was nervous about trying out for a silver team. But here she was, smiling big.
“Way to go, Rose. You see your sister was right. You are a superstar. Can’t wait to see you play.”
After giving them the rundown on everything about her practices, uniforms and games she excused herself to start getting ready. Sal had to laugh. The ceremony wasn’t until late that afternoon, but Rose always took hours to do her hair. Today she would be Grace’s maid of honor so he supposed this called for an even longer grooming session.
