WILD RIDE (Rafe Cameron x OC) *COMPLETE*

Chapter Twenty-Eight (Alana)

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

Alana

The Next Night

I spent all day answering what felt like a million emails for Rose and even a few for Ward that he forwarded to me to have them settled. He and Rafe had been out all day and by the time Rafe got back he was almost drained again.

He grabs a duffel bag from the top of the closet and plops it down onto the bed with a thud. Not saying a single word as he opens the top drawer of the dresser and starts to pack some clothes into it.

"Going somewhere?" I question him playfully.

He looks at me and then checks his phone for a moment before his eyes land back on me. A smirk on his face before he goes back to the closet and grabs another duffel bag.

"We are." He says and smiles. "I was waiting for Dad to reply, I asked if you could come with us to Nassau too. He said yeah. Thinks you'll love it there. You can finally see our Bahama house."

I pause.

"You don't want to come?"

"I don't have a passport."

Rafe pauses and laughs. "What do you mean you don't have a passport? Your dad was always on a ship going somewhere and you never got a passport?"

"I just got my driver's license like six months ago and you think I have a passport?" I scoff at him. "Rafe, I've never left North Carolina at all."

He sighs and then ponders for a moment. What I imagine as a lightbulb appearing over his head as he comes to an idea. "You can use Wheezie's. She's got dark hair like you and her picture was taken when she was like six, so if anyone asks-"

"I don't even know Wheezie's real name if they were to ask me."

He blinks at me.

"Is that seriously her real name?"

A nod. "Is that so hard to believe?"

"You're telling me that your parents held a beautiful baby in their arms... Looked down at her and decided to name her Wheezie? Like the penguin on Toy Story 2?"

Rafe sighs and shrugs while toying with the second duffel bag. "You're asking me as if I was in the room when it happened."

"That would be concerning if you were." I counter back. "Then again, John B apparently was potty training and taking a shit when my mom gave birth to me in the bathtub. Not planned by the way- she was having pain and took a bath and boom. I came out. Probably why she hated me."

Rafe blinks at me and runs a hand through his hair. "So..." He licks his lips trying to process what I said. "You were born in a bathtub?"

"Yep." I pop the "p" at the end of my "yep" and he rolls his eyes. "Dad buried the placenta in the yard under the big tree."

"That's fucking disgusting."

"Would you rather I have eaten it?"

He face curls with repulsion. "Alana... Routledge."

It then dawns on me. He was about to hit me with my full name but quickly realized he doesn't know it. I bit my lip and go to smile when it hits me that I don't know his full name either. I try to take a peak at his passport that's sitting on the side table but he quickly runs and snatches it.

Damn Rafe Cameron and his ability to know my next move before I even make it.

"Avocado." I say with my arms crossed. "I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours."

Rafe shakes his head. "No. Way."

"Come on!" I beg and he's firm in his ways to not share that detail with me. "How am I supposed to doodle your name all over my notebook when I should be paying attention to my online classes when I don't know your full name."

"Damn it." He sits down next to me and looks up. "My middle name is..." A long sigh. "Don't you dare tell anyone or I swear to fuck-"

"You wouldn't dare hurt me."

"No." He counters. "But I'd find a million and one ways to make you the most miserable person on this planet. So try me."

"Rafe." I cross my arms.

"Fine." He runs his hand over his face and mutters incoherently.

"Pardon? I didn't heard you."

"Edward." He grunts. "My middle name is Edward... Cause you know... Dad's name is Ward."

"That's torturous." I hold back my giggle. "You're named for a vampire... Yikes."

"See!" He stands up. "This is why I didn't want to fucking tell you shit!"

"Calm the fuck down." I laugh and take his hands into mine. "Okay... Are you ready to literally gag when you hear mine?"

He grunts.

"Rafe Edward Cameron."

"Don't start this shit-"

"Margaret."

"Your... Your middle name is Margaret?"

I nod. "Yep. Grandma's name on Mom's side I guess. I don't know, never met the bitch a day in my life. She could be dead or alive and I have no fucking idea. All I know is someday if I have a kid their name will be something cool. Something that people will be jealous of."

"Yeah... Not Edward or Margaret." Rafe replies with a hint of laughter in his voice. He wraps his arms around me and kisses my temple. "Come with me to Nassau.. I can have Rose put in an application for a real passport for you but until then... Just use Wheezie's. No one will know... And if anyone questions it, Dad has plenty of money with that gold to shut them the fuck up."

"So the gold is really there?" I question knowing I can slyly give this info to Kie and have her pass it on to Pope. Rafe nods and I smile. "Will I get to see it?"

He nods again. "Only if you come with me to Nassau. It's only for a few days and we're taking our private plane down there. Dad has to meet with a banker and then they're moving the gold to a secure vault. I do want to see if he'll let me have some of that gold be made into jewelry for you."

"I don't want gold-"

"It's not a question on if you want it, Routledge. You're my girl and you're part of this family. You're going to look the part and that means-" He takes the bracelet off my wrist that Sarah had made for me just a few months ago. It pulled on my heart and made my stomach sink when he did that but when he went into the top drawer of his dresser and pulled out a small dainty chain with diamonds on it those dragons came back into my belly times ten what they had been before.

"Rafe..." I tell him softly. "You didn't have to get me anything."

"I meant to give it to you a few weeks ago. I realized that Midsummers was kind of our start date and... It's been two and a half months since then. Can you believe it? We've been doing this up and down back and forth shit for that long..."

I swallow hard. "Wow... When you put it into perspective like that I just.. It felt so much faster."

"So... Get some rest. We leave first thing tomorrow. Alright, future Mrs. Cameron."

I give him a faint smile before climbing into bed. "Alright, Rafe Edward." He flips me off.