Billionaire UnveiledBy: J.S. Scott
I knew I was acting like an ungrateful brat, but the truth was, I was feeling really edgy and anxious. Fear was getting the best of me at the moment, and I couldn’t stop the nightmares I’d been having, or the feeling that the rebels might somehow find me.
He shook his head. “They wouldn’t do it. I’ve already talked to everybody in your family. Nobody is letting you out of the hospital until you’re stable. It’s a long damn trip back to the States. You need more time to get stronger.”
I let out an irritated sigh because I knew he wasn’t bluffing. Marcus wasn’t the type to not back up every word he uttered. If he said he’d talked to my family, I knew it was true.
Honestly, I wasn’t sure exactly how I felt about Marcus Colter now. My phone call with Harper had been intriguing. And it had let the eldest Colter brother off the hook for being an asshole to my sister, Harper. It was hard to believe it had been Blake, Marcus’s identical twin, who had slept with my elder sister and broken her heart over a decade ago. That had been one of the reasons why seeing Marcus unsettled me, but it wasn’t the only one.
Marcus could easily be the most stubborn, cynical, irritating ass I knew, and he hadn’t changed a bit since the last time I’d seen him.
However, he had saved my life.
Before, I’d always had a reason to dislike him over what had happened with Harper. Now, I wasn’t sure how to treat him. Yeah, he was still a jerk sometimes, but other than his overinflated male ego, I really had no reason to hate him anymore.
“So when can I go?” I asked in an annoyed tone. “I’ll go stir-crazy if I stay here much longer.”
“You just got hydrated. It’s going to be at least another week.”
I rolled my eyes. “It’s just a plane ride to get back home.”
Really, all I wanted was to get out of the Middle East and back to the US. I’d feel safer, but I didn’t want to tell Marcus how nervous and tense I was feeling. Technically, I was in a safe place, and I didn’t want to sound crazy or paranoid.
The two of us had always had a fairly level playing field. This area was my turf, the place where I did most of my reporting.
Now, it was the setting for most of my nightmares.
He dropped a large bag he’d been carrying onto the bed beside my hip. “Here’s something to combat your boredom.”
I rummaged through the sack, finding some books I’d wanted to read, a deck of cards, some of my favorite junk food, and a small chess set. “You play chess?” I asked. “Obviously I can’t play alone.”
He nodded. “I do.”
“How did you know that I played?” I queried.
He shrugged. “Jett might have mentioned it.”
I smiled. “None of my brothers can even challenge me anymore.”
“I’ll win. I always do,” Marcus told me arrogantly.
I eyed him carefully as I opened a bag of chips and started munching on them like I’d been deprived. I let the salty taste flow over my taste buds, and I nearly moaned with satisfaction. He opened the small chess set and started setting up the pieces as I watched. Marcus radiated power, control, and a hefty dose of self-confidence, which was a nice way of saying he could be an arrogant prick. But that didn’t mean I could ever forget the fact that his mere presence filled the room with tension.
I’d done little but trade jabs with Marcus in the past, and I wasn’t sure quite how to interact with him now that I knew he wasn’t responsible for sleeping with Harper and hurting her so badly.
“Chips?” I asked, offering him the open bag.
He frowned. “No, thanks. I avoid processed foods and excess salt. That stuff is bad for you.”
I shrugged, pulling the chips back. I was only giving him one shot. I was greedy when it came to my snacks. “If I give up everything that isn’t good for me, life would be boring.”
After being deprived of food for so long, I planned on devouring every healthy and unhealthy bit of food I could get.
“Your brother, Jett, says the same damn thing,” Marcus answered in a disgusted tone.
“I guess it’s a family thing,” I joked.
“Do you think Harper and Blake will end up together now that the whole mess from ten years ago is finally settled?” I wanted my sister to be happy, and I was pretty sure Blake was the only man in the world who could make Harper settle down. In the decade since they’d parted, my sister had dedicated herself to her career as an architect, and I’d never seen her interested in another guy.
“I have no idea,” Marcus answered as he took off his suit jacket and rolled up his sleeves. “I try not to get into other people’s business, especially my family when it comes to their love lives.”