Page 58 of Abigail's King
Chapter Twenty-Six
Abigail
We were finally back at Kye’s house after what had been a rollercoaster day. We had both been checked out at the hospital, and except for the fatigue I was still feeling thanks to the drugs that Bianca had given us, we were fine. They did warn us of some of the side effects we might feel, but said there was nothing for us to worry about. We had both managed to catch up with Joel at the hospital, and like us, he was relatively fine, although he was feeling nausea and a slight memory loss, both of which the hospital said would pass in a couple of days, if not hours.
The second shot that Kye had heard had been the one the police has made, hitting Bianca in the shoulder and causing her to drop the pistol she was holding. It had been a textbook takedown. No one had been hurt – well, except Bianca – and I was safe at home. I had explained to the police in the hospital that Geoff had nothing to do with the abduction and had just been employed to fly the airplane. He wasn’t aware of Bianca’s true plan until I had turned up, bound at the hands and feet. The police had taken my statement on board and had allowed him to go free after sending a message to the British police asking them to keep an eye on his family.
Geoff had thanked me and was heading back to the UK tomorrow morning after a good night’s sleep. Bianca was currently residing in a police cell and was going to be transferred to a prison on the Portuguese mainland tomorrow. All in all, everything had worked out for the best. I was currently lounging on the settee in Kye’s front room resting. I had offered to cook dinner for everyone, but Kye and Mateus both stopped that idea in its tracks. I was just meant to lie here and rest. Honestly, I didn’t mind at all. I was exhausted. Modeling took a lot out of me on a normal day, but after the events this afternoon, I was completely pooped.
I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew I was being gently woken by Kye with a sandwich and a glass of orange juice. I wasn’t really that hungry and was going to tell Kye to just leave it on the side.
“You have to eat, Bonita. Honestly, it will make you feel better. It has me, anyway. We left you as long as we thought you needed, but you need to try to stay awake for a while or you won’t sleep tonight.”
There wasn’t going to be any problem there. I was completely exhausted now and could probably “sleep for England,” as they said. I wasn’t going to argue with Kye though. I’m sure he had been completely beside himself for a few hours today, firstly not knowing what had happened to me, and then when he had seen Bianca with the gun. He hadn’t left my side from the moment I’d woken up until we had arrived here. It had caused plenty of issues in the hospital both for myself being checked over and for him. In the end, Mateus had had to pull him to one side so we could both be checked over. But not once did he leave the room.
I took a bite from the sandwich, for one reason to keep Kye happy, and secondly to see if I could actually eat and keep it down. Luckily, I managed both. I continued to slowly eat the sandwich and established that Kye was indeed correct. I was already starting to feel a little better just by getting some food into me.
“How are you feeling, Abigail?” Mateus was the one to ask the question that Kye was dying to ask, but was too afraid to.
“I still feel quite tired and a little nauseous. But apart from that, I feel fine.”
I was immediately shot down by Kye. “That’s not what Mateus meant, and you know it. You’re just trying to avoid facing the fact that someone you trusted and thought was a friend and colleague just held a gun to your head and try to take you to God knows where.”
Deep down, I knew what Mateus had been getting at with his question, and again, Kye was right in his assumption that I didn’t want to face any of those facts. Then again, I had to, if not for my own sanity, for Kye’s. I knew he must have gone through hell today. I saw it in his eyes when I woke up in the ambulance. I looked over at Kye and then at Mateus and saw the look of concern on both their faces. They were both right; I needed to face the fact that Bianca had hurt me immensely.
“I know that’s not what he meant. I also admit that I don’t want to think about how much Bianca has hurt me over the past couple of years. I trusted her with my life, both public and private. She knew everything about me. But she broke my trust just because her boyfriend was besotted by me. I’m sure he isn’t the first man and won’t be the last. Sending me the flowers and the notes was one thing. Yes, they were unsettling, but there was no real harm done. But for her to plan this abduction and sell me to a sheik in Qatar for ten million dollars…”
I really didn’t know how to end that sentence. The pain was too much to bear, and I felt the tears starting to fall down my eyes. I was quickly gathered up into Kye’s arms as he held me like he had so many times in the past week. Comforting me. Giving me the strength I needed to get through the day or night. The tears continued to fall, but from the relief of knowing that it was all over. That there would never be another parcel from this secret admirer. That Bianca would never be able to get to me again.
“You’re safe now, Abigail,” Mateus told me. “You can live your life without the threat of Bianca coming to find you. I will make sure of that. Now, I have had hardly any sleep since yesterday, so I am going to head off to bed. I think you two need some time alone after everything that has happened today. I’ll see you in the morning for breakfast. I’ll let myself out.”
“Mateus, before you go…thank you. Thank you for coming to find me, for calling the police, and for looking after Kye. I’m sure things would have had a different outcome if you hadn’t been around.”
I looked around at Kye lying next to me. I didn’t have to say any more. Kye knew things would have been very different without his brother to guide him. He had needed Mateus to keep him grounded, to stop him from doing something stupid and getting hurt…or worse. Mateus chuckled and walked over to me, pressing a kiss on my head.
“He would have survived, but you’re welcome.”
With that, he headed out of the house, leaving a rather grumpy Kye behind.
“I wish he wouldn’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“Kiss you like that. It’s my job to care for you like that.” Kye pulled me into his side as he spoke.
I couldn’t help but chuckle at his possessiveness. “Kye, he is your brother, for fuck’s sake. He worries about me as your girlfriend. I don’t have any feelings for him. You’d better get used to it, because Jayden is exactly the same.”
“If Jayden even touches you, I’ll—”
I crashed my lips against his before he could finish his sentence. I had been desperate to kiss him like this since I had woken up. But what with the medics, and then the doctors and nurses at the hospital, I hadn’t been able to kiss him as I wanted. It wasn’t long before I was pulled over Kye’s lap and engulfed in his arms as he kissed me like his life depended on it. We both pulled away and gazed into each other’s eyes.
“I thought I’d lost you forever, Bonita. I never thought I would be able to have these moments together ever again.”
“Let’s not think about what could have happened. It hasn’t. I’m here and I’m safe. That’s all that matters. Now, how are you going to show me how much you love me?”
I didn’t get an answer or even time to think before I was lifted up from his lap and carried into his bedroom. After everything that had happened today, I assumed that he would need to be dominant with me in the bedroom. But when he carefully placed me down on the floor and started to gently stroke my hair as he pressed kisses into the crook of my neck, I knew tonight was going to be different from any other night I had spent with Kye since we had got together.
“Bonita, Vou 1ode-lo se sentir especial esta noite.”
