Chapter 61 - 61

"Yes and no. My father-in-law finally passed, he had a five-year battle with cancer so that was a blessing on his part. No, because Nina is still trying to get us back together. Apparently, the man she's with is not doing it for her anymore, aka, he's learned her manipulative ways and is not putting up with them." His voice took on an evil tone and a picture formed in my mind of an evil grin on his face.

"What did you do?" I asked almost afraid to breathe.

"I told her she could go back to the man she left me for. I didn't have time for her dramatics because I had to get home to a beautiful sub," he told me.

I felt warmth rise in me and I knew in an instant that I had fallen hard. Despite all the concerns and all the fear, I knew at that moment that I loved him.

DAMN IT.

I opened my mouth to tell him so. But the moment was ruined as I heard another voice on the other end.

"Damn it, Nina. What the hell do you want?" I heard him growl.

I felt my jealousy rise and I almost growled at her myself. But I bit it back just in time. There were a few words I could not make out, then I heard Reed sigh.

"I've gotta go, sweetie. But I will call you as soon as my plane lands tomorrow, but it probably won't be until late," he asked.

The fact that he sounded aggravated at having to let me go took some of my jealousy away.

"Okay."

"Mia," he warned.

"I mean, Yes Sir," I corrected quickly.

His chuckle radiated through my body and drew a smile from me as he hung up. I took a quick rinse-off shower, cared for my toys and as soon as my head hit the pillow I heard my new phone ping. I looked over to see, giddily, it was a message from Reed.

-Good night, little sub.-

I smiled with my heart in my throat and tears of joy filled my eyes as I text him back.

-Good night, Master-

Now that I was no longer denying that I had fallen for him, the fears I had over whether or not he would return those feelings threatened to overwhelm me.

I fell into a restless sleep, my mind zipping back and forth between what might happen and what I was praying would happen.

I woke way too early the next morning to my phone ringing. I grumbled and growled at whoever had dared to call before the coffee pot had made its final beep. I looked at the phone and saw it was Lizzie calling. Good, at least I can yell at her.

"Do you have any idea what time it is?" I growled at her.

"Yes, I know but apparently Evil Maid thinks that getting an early start is a good thing to your day. So, I am calling you to see if you want to come have some breakfast," Lizzie said.

I hated her at that moment since she sounded way too blasted cheerful for me at seven am and her cold sounded ten times better. Damn her and her perky disposition and strong constitution.

"Grrr," I growled into the phone.

However, it was promptly ruined by a yawn and a stretch.

"Fine, but you're cooking," I agreed reluctantly.

She giggled, "Evil Maid is cooking."

I found myself laughing as we disconnected.

When I finally got dressed and went outside, I noticed a car sitting out front. As soon as I hit the sidewalk, I saw Jordan pop out and open the passenger door. I shook my head at him but got in without a protest. On the other hand, I proceeded to inform him if he was going to sit there and chatter away before I had coffee I would walk.

Blissfully he was silent for the entire ride.

Lizzie met me at the door with a huge smile and a cup of coffee which I promptly slurped down while enduring Evil Maids glares and mutterings.

Once fully human I proceeded to chew Lizzie out for looking like a model that had just jumped off the pages of a magazine especially when she was still sick, while I looked like a scraggly old maid because I was still half in my pj's.

"Well, Mia. If Reed were here, you'd not be wearing grandma clothes," she said on a giggle and an eye roll. "Besides, I feel tons better.”

I stuck my tongue out at her. "Jordan stocks your closet every time you two go to the club, so it's easier for you to get new clothes,"

"Yes, he does take good care of me," she said.

I notice her smile had faded a bit as if something was bothering her, which set me on alert immediately.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Nothing, everything's fine," she insisted too quickly.

I didn't believe her for a second. After all these years of knowing each other, I knew a blatant bald-faced lie when I heard one.

"Lizzie, don't be ridiculous. I've been your best friend for how long now? Tell me what is going on," I demanded grabbing her hand.

Tears sprung to her eyes triggering my own, something was wrong. I hated seeing her like this.

"I don't know, Jordan is a wonderful man and I know he cares about me. It's just been over the last few weeks like there's something wrong, I can't help but wonder where our relationship is going. He has long conversations on the phone, and I know it's with Jack, but every time I ask him what they are talking about he gets this pained look in his eyes and refuses to answer."

Lizzie shook her head baffled as tears roll down her face.

"Yesterday he spent most of his time on the phone talking to Jack and when he left, he barely gave me a kiss goodbye.”

I jumped up and hugged her as she struggled to hold back the sobs that she was hiding behind a tissue. I wanted to tell her not to worry, that I knew Jordan was head over heels in love with her. But I knew she would think that I was just trying to pacify her. I would just have to wait until it all worked itself out in the end and be there for her until it did. She took several deep breaths until she finally got herself under control, then she smiled.

"I'll be fine, I promise. I actually invited you here today so we could talk about what's going on with you and your Dom," she said as she wiped her eyes.

I looked down into my coffee and let my thoughts drift back to last night. I felt a smile touch my lips as I looked up at Lizzie and blushed at the knowing look in her eyes.

"He and I had a long chat last night and he said he was going to divorce her no matter what. He also told her he was with me, finally. So that's a good sign, right?" I explained.

She nodded with satisfaction. "It's about time he got his head outta his ass."

"Lizzie!" I exclaimed my mouth open wide.

"What? I'm your best friend and he made you cry. I was never as proud as I was when I saw you standing up to him and that twit that he was with. Besides he should have known better than to keep something like that away from you, this lifestyle is all about total and complete honesty. If you can't trust your Dom then it will never work," she ended on a serious note.

"On that note, I really do think you should talk to Jordan about how you're feeling. It helped Reed and me, and it might just help you too," I said.

I gave her a pointed look that told her she needed to start practicing what she preached.