Roman
I waketo sunlight streaming right into my eyes. I roll over, my hand already reaching for Aspen. When it only encounters cold sheets, I bolt up in bed. Flynn grumbles as the movement wakes him up.
“Aspen?” I call out.
When I don’t get an answer or hear any movement, I throw my legs over the side of the bed and go in search of her. Flynn is hot on my heels as I make my way out of the bedroom and down the hall. None of the lights are on and I push the bathroom and other bedroom doors open to see if she’s in one of those rooms. Dread pools in my stomach as we continue to search the house and come up empty. We jog down the stairs to check the bottom level but as soon as I see the clock on the wall, I know that we won’t find her.
“It’s 7 am.” I tell Flynn as he calls her name once again.
“Flynn, she left.” I try again when he keeps looking for her.
“Why would she just leave. Do you think we hurt her?” He asks and I can see the fear of the answer to that last question in his eyes.
“That was the deal, remember? 5 pm to 5 am and then she had to go to work.”
“So, she’s at work. Let’s go get her then.” He says, already marching back up the stairs.
I follow after him because I’m dying to see our girl again too. I need to make sure that she’s alright. That she feels good about last night.
I know what the deal was but I guess some part of me was hoping that after she spent some time with the two of us, that she would see how good we all are together. That she would see that she belonged with us and that she was made for us. That could still happen, I think as I pull on clean clothes and head back downstairs. She has to work for a living, I reason. That’s why she left.
I follow Flynn outside and into the waiting car. Jack doesn’t even ask where to anymore, just heads right for the coffee shop.
“She had a good time last night, right?” Flynn asks as we pull away from the curb.
“I think so.”
“It was perfect. Wasn’t it Roman?” He asks me as he stares out at the morning traffic.
“Best night of my life.” I answer honestly.
We’re about to pull up to the coffee shop when my phone rings. I dig it out of my pocket and see that it’s Aspen calling. I flash the screen at Flynn and smile as I hit answer and bring the phone to my ear.
“Kitten. We were just coming to look for you.”
“I’m at the hospital.” She sobs into the phone. “It’s Adeline.”