when he reached for her. “You know he's never liked
that I work for you. I'm sure he's enjoying this.”
“If
you're not up to facing him, I'll work another angle. I've already put a hold
on Janna's project.” Keller squeezed her hand. “It will buy us a little time. I
can find another way.”
“No,
I won't let him do this to you.” She scooched forward, not caring
when her coat fell to the floor. “Please, Keller, let me try.”
“I
was hoping you'd feel that way. I'm going to need to stop other projects come
Monday, if this isn't straightened out.” Keller stroked her hand. “You need to
agree to my conditions first though, okay?” He looked at Marcus.
“I
don't need a babysitter, no way.” The last thing in the world she needed was
for Marcus to get a peek at what was going on with her family.
“Marcus,
I can't in good conscience send her up there by herself.”
“I've
been dealing with my family for years. I'm up there every weekend. I can handle
them by myself.” She let go of Keller and sat up straight.
“Gina,
you haven't been dealing with money issues. Besides, you know I don't like you
going up there by yourself.” Keller sat back in his chair. “I've asked you to
take someone with you repeatedly. We've talked about this.”
“No
one wants to go with me, especially Marcus.”
“He'll
go. Won't you?” Keller said.
They
both turned to him.
Marcus’s
eyes were squinted and he kept looking back and forth between them. “Of course
I'll go.”
“Marcus,
think about it. Don't you have things to do?” She rubbed her hands on her
thighs. “I know you have no desire to help me.”
A
little smile tipped up the corners of his lips. “You don't know me.” He turned
to Keller. “When do we leave?”
“I
was hoping you could wrap up whatever you're in the middle of this morning and
be on the road before lunch. My driver will be ready for you.” Keller picked up
his phone. “He can take you both home to pack, but don't dawdle. I need this
taken care of as soon as possible.”
“Pack?” Marcus said.
“You
have no idea what you've gotten yourself into.” She got up and turned around
when she reached the door. “No need to pack though, really. My guest house has
plenty of extras and I don't plan to be gone long.”
“Okay.
Where are we going?”
Keller
walked around his desk and grasped her shoulders. “Thank you.” He kissed her
forehead and turned to Marcus. “Lake Geneva. Please
stick close to her while you're in the house. I don't trust her stepfather.”
Chapter Three
She checked her watch again. They'd only
been waiting a couple of minutes but it felt like an eternity as the reality of
the situation began to sink in. Not only was she going to have to confront her
stepfather, but Marcus was going to see it. He was going to see how her stepfather
treated her and the reality of her mother's situation. She clutched her purse
strap as it slipped from her sagging shoulders.
“Are
you okay?” Marcus angled his head at her.
“I'll
be fine. I'm just tired of standing here.” She needed a distraction. Thinking
about the possibility of falling apart in front of Marcus had her stomach
rolling.
A
sleek black car arrived, stopping in front of them. The driver got out.
“What
in the hell took you so long?” Before he could walk around the car, Gina opened
the door and slid in.
Marcus
settled next to her. “That was unnecessary.”
“Don't
start, please.” She ran her fingers through her hair. Losing her cool before
they even got to the house wasn't going to help anyone. She needed to
concentrate on her mom. She'd been planning another visit for tomorrow anyways
and now she'd get to see her a day early.
“I
thought you liked your stepfather.” He'd positioned himself like he planned to
watch her.
“You
know me so well.” She pushed up her sleeves. “When we get there, you can just
stay in the guest house, if you want. I'll deal with my family. There’s a