The bartender finally turns his attention to me, and when he sees that I am in fact wearing a wedding dress, he rushes over.
“How may I help you?”
“My husband came over to get our drinks about ten minutes ago. He was standing right here at the bar, and then he just disappeared. He’s dressed in a dirty tux. He’s the hottest man in the bar—tall, fit, and blond. Have you seen him?”
He nods. “He just left with one of the other hottest men in the bar tonight.”
My heart stops. Arlo. He has him. I don’t know how, in the split second that he disappeared into the crowd, he managed to get Heath. But he did.
He’s testing my love.
I could just leave. I could run again and let Arlo have Heath. That’s what Arlo wants to see. If I love Heath.
Damn it!
There is no way he is getting away with this. He will not take Heath from me. He’s mine.
I run out of the bar even though I have no idea where to run. I have no idea where Arlo took Heath.
I pull out my phone and call Heath’s phone.
It rings once.
Twice.
Three times.
“What can I do for you, Nina?” Arlo’s voice answers.
“Where is Heath?”
“You lost your husband already and on the first day? That’s not a good sign, Nina.”
“I know you have him, Arlo. I know you kidnapped him. Now, where is he, and what do you want? I’m not in the mood to play games, Arlo.”
“Oh, but I am, Nina. All I do is play games. So, you’d better get used to it.”
“Where is he?”
“Relax. He’s right here, Nina.”
“Run, Nina! Go to the police. Run away. I’ll be fine. Just run while you still can!” Heath shouts into the phone.
“See? He’s completely fine, Nina,” Arlo says.
“Let him go.”
“Now, what fun would that be?”
“Let him go. I’ll do whatever you want. Just don’t hurt him.”
I can practically hear Arlo smirk on the other end of the phone.
“I don’t think you should do that, Nina.”
“What do you mean? I’m giving up. You win. Don’t hurt him.”
“I think you should listen to your husband and run.”