Page 13 of Forever His (The Donovans: Secret Son #6)
She walked further into the room, stopping at the walk-in closet they shared and took off her shoes.
She’d been wearing jeans and tank top with a sweater.
After dropping the sweater into the clothes hamper she came out of the closet and went straight to their nightstand where she pulled her phone from her back pocket and plugged it into the charger.
“So,” she began finally as she sat down heavily on the bed.
“Dana and I were having lunch at 208,” she talked while pulling the tank top from her jeans and then lifted it over her head. “Everything was going just fine until I went to use the ladies’ room.”
“Okay,” Trent said by way of encouragement. He didn’t want to seem as if he were rushing her but he was getting a little impatient.
“I came out of the stall and stood at the sink, looked up and there she was.”
“There who was?” he asked, already close going into the very concerned mode.
“Katie Frankfurt from Nbr NewsOne.”
Trent frowned.
“She starts asking all these crazy questions about your dad having an affair, or possibly you were the one having the affair with the crazy stalker you put away when we first started dating. No, wait, maybe it was you and your dad screwing the same woman and when said women got ticked off with one or both of you she decided to burn down your dad’s house.
” Tia ripped at the button on her jeans so hard at that point Trent thought it might actually pop off.
“Then,” Tia said with an expression that was a mixture of astonishment and pissed the hell off. “She starts talking about Donovan Oilwell’s stock plunging. Like one thing has something to do with the other.”
She was standing now, pushing her jeans down her long…very long and tanned legs.
“I tried to do the right thing,” she told him once the pants were off and she was standing a short distance away from him wearing only white panties and a matching bra.
Trent inhaled deeply and folded his arms over his chest because he needed to do something with his hands.
“I mean, I know how to deal with the press. They used to hound me mercilessly when I was doing underwear ads early in my career. Because yeah, posing in your panties and bra means you also sleep with every guy you’re seen standing at least three feet close to,” she snapped.
Then she was sighing again and yanking the thing that had been holding her hair back from her face out, tossing it onto her dresser.
“I walked out of the bathroom thinking I was leave pain in the ass Katie there, but no, she had to follow me. And she kept shoving that tape recorder in my face. Oh that pissed me off so bad,” she said through gritted teeth.
Trent cleared his throat and asked, “Um, where was Apollo while all of this was going on?”
“I’m getting to that,” she told him with a look of irritation clear on her face. “I mean, you do know that men cannot go in the ladies room.”
He nodded, but couldn’t chuckle even though her asking him that question in such a serious tone could be construed as a little funny.
“So we’re outside of the ladies room now and Katie shoves that tape recorder in my face again.
This time she threatens to go to Trevor’s school and ask him who you were having an affair with.
I lost it,” she said shaking her head. “I just lost it and I knocked that recorder out of her hand and then I shoved her good and hard.”
A part of Trent was glad it had been Tia that had gone through this because he was certain that shoving would not have worked for him. Seeing as the reporter was a female Trent would have had to exercise monumental control to keep from doing something that was sure to shut her mouth.
“And then Apollo appeared and kept me from bashing her right in the face.”
There was a final sigh before she continued, “After that I needed a drink and Dana had some shops she wanted to go to, so we went shopping. It worked to calm me down, but I swear each time I think of the audacity she had to follow me into the ladies’ room to ask those foolish questions.
And then she even threatened to press charges against me. Me! Like I was the one out of line.”
Trent crossed the room the, wrapping his arms around her waist and holding her close. “You absolutely did the right thing,” he told her. “She was harassing you and you defended yourself.”
“That’s what Apollo said.”
“He’s right,” Trent agreed. “He should have been closer to that ladies’ room door so you wouldn’t have had to push the woman in the first place, but I’ll deal with that later.”
“No, no, there’s nothing to deal with. Apollo was great.
He took us everywhere we wanted to go this afternoon because he knew that I was having a hard time getting a grip with what happened.
He’s a good guard, Trent. There really wasn’t anyway for him to be any closer to me than he had been at that point. ”
“I’ll take your word for that,” Trent said. It was easier to simply agree with her. Tia was in a combative mood and disagreements with her during this time were always futile.
“I don’t know what she’s going to say on the news. But I didn’t answer any of her questions,” she continued.
“Can you answer a question for me?”
Tia did not hesitate. “Sure. What is it?”
“How long is it going to take you to get out of those skimpy undies you’re wearing and into that tub with me?”
Tia wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a seductive grin as she rubbed her almost naked body against his still fully clothed one. “Less time than it’s going to take you to get out of those clothes, I bet.”
“You still have to run the bath water so you’re gonna lose that bet,” Trent said releasing her and undoing his belt buckle.
When she chuckled and ran into the bathroom he groaned.
She was gorgeous and he was madly in love with her.
He was also pissed off about some reporter following her into the bathroom to ask questions about him and his family.
But Trent figured the best way to deal with that issue was to place a call to the news station where this Katie Frankfurt worked.
He could do that in the morning. Tonight, he was going to make love to his wife in the bath tub.
And then again in the bed. And then, maybe he was going to sleep, with her in his arms so that those pesky nightmares about losing her wouldn’t make an appearance.
Yes, that’s what he was going to do tonight.