Taboo: Bittersweet Revenge (Sequel)

Grasping Straws

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The cold wind brushes against my skin as Christian pulls over to the Valet. And I honestly couldn't handle it any longer. I had so much pent up emotion that I couldn't get then out while we were in the car. Needless to say it was awkward, paired with an eery silence.

The entire time I felt pretty much sick to my stomach, I even felt like begging him to pull over so I could vomit. But I eventually brushed it off. No thanks to Austin who practically made me wear this lace dress which does absolutely nothing to hide my stomach. Sneaky bastard knew exactly what he was doing.

But in hindsight, it was much more than that. The story that Stephanie shared with me made me feel even more guilty than ever for coming between Heath and Christian's 25 years of brotherly bonding. But nonetheless, I had to push that memory in to the back of my mind. It was impossible to determine the danger but one thing is for sure, it's not for the weak.

It's not that I wasn't planning on telling Christian tonight, but I didn't expect to be at an Auction in New Haven. But with all this going on, I haven't forgotten my priorities of the night. I needed to find that chip, at any cost. Because if Argent and Joey styles get their hands on this thing tonight, there's no telling the amount of damage they'd cause.

The valet opens the door and I step out, still body conscious. Thank god I had a coat so I quick wrap myself in it. Christian holds his arm out to me and I hesitantly take it, looping my arm between his, beginning to feel some form security.

"We've already hacked into the security system, but the protocals can be overwritten at any moment and it'll sound off an alarm, you guy have to work fast", I hear Austin through my ear piece.

The man at the entrance asked for my coat. I wanted to keep it on but didn't want to look like the only idiot with a coat on. We entered the gala ballroom, intricite walls and but the cars weren't in sight. "The cars aren't on display", Christian says to Austin.

"They're being kept in a storage shed on the next level. It's a wall of gunfire up there. Right now just blend in, don't arouse any suspicion", he admitted.

Great! Now I have to parade around in this dress like some high class tea drinking greedy rich person. To make matters worse, being pregnant meant I had to be extremely careful. I wanted to bring up the topic but I quickly shut down that idea for 2 reasons; the first, I don't know how he's going to react. The second being that Austin and the entire crew can hear everything were saying.

"I'd rather chew off my own limbs than wear a dress. What happened to that girl?" Christian's speaks, remembering that statement all too well.

His glistening blue eyes connect with mine. "You look beautiful", he complements. I don't know whether I should melt in his arms at the complement or brush it off. We were still in thin ice, having our evening interrupted when I really wanted to tell him tonight.

"When you said let's talk tonight, this is not what I meant", I admitted, knowing damn well he had little control over tonight's events.

"I'm sorry this night isn't going how you imagined it.", he says. "But you were right. No more secrets between us". I feel a huge weight bring lifted off my shoulders. It wasn't just me who was thinking it.

It was true. We both have secrets that need to surface, and one way or another they will. But for right now, my main focus shifts towards getting the chip out of the reach of Joey Styles and Chris Argent.

"I know you're still mad at me. And I will explain everything to you...after tonight".

A waiter walks past us, offering champagne. And I instantly feel my stomach begin to turn. Why the hell is called morning sickness if it hits at every freaking moment of the day? Christian offers me a glass and I'm hesitant. All I did was shake my head unconvincingly before he returns a skeptical look.