Page 141 of Make Us Yours
We all explode with laughter as Silas stands and slaps Grey’s back on his way up to get his son. “Good luck, man. You’ll need it.”
“This is just the beginning,” Clay tells him.
“I’m fucked,” Grey says as he turns and drops into an armchair.
Chapter thirty-one
Veronica
Stay out...
After dinner, Gabe and I make our way home. I’m a little antsy in my seat as I try to call Noah for the millionth time today. And once again, it goes to voicemail. I don’t bother leaving one, since he hasn’t responded to all the others I’ve left.
Gabe takes my hand in his, kissing the back of it. “I’m sure he’s fine. But we’ll need to get a handle on this soon, with training camp starting up next month. He needs to get back in shape.”
“I know… I’m thinking of booking him an appointment with my therapist. That’s if he would ever come home.” I chew my lip.
With everything that’s been going on with Victor, I’ve started seeing Dr. Hallaway every two weeks, instead of only once a month. I might seem and feel fine, but I’m not dumb. I know this whole situation is affecting me deep down, and the stuff happening with Noah is just adding onto it.
Gabe’s phone begins to ring through the cab, the word‘Lobby’appearing on the display screen of the car. He frowns as he looks down at it but answers the call. “Yes?”
“Hello, Mr. Ellis. This is Antoine, from the front desk. I’m sorry to be bothering you this late into the evening, but we seem to have a situation.”
My mind immediately jumps to Noah and every worst-case scenario that could have happened. And with the way Gabe’s eyes flick to mine, I know his did too. “I’m listening. What’s the situation?”
“There’s a woman down here in the lobby asking to see you. We haven’t let her up to the penthouse since she isn’t on the guest list, but she’s becoming agitated and causing a commotion. I’m afraid we will have to call the authorities.”
“What’s her name?” Gabe asks the man on the phone.
“She claims to be a Mrs. Courtney Ellis.”
Gabe’s swallow is audible as he leans his head back against the seat. “Tell her that I’ll be there in five minutes. If she causes another scene before I arrive, you have mypermission to call the police.”
“Very well, sir. We’ll notify her.”
“Thank you.” Gabe ends the call and lets out a sigh.
I’m afraid to ask, because I have a feeling I already know the answer, and I don’t know if I’m prepared for it. “Who is she?”
He turns to look at me as we pull into the underground parking lot. “My mother.”
Gabe pulls up in his spot, and I notice Noah’s car still isn’t here, despite me pleading with him not to take it when he’s drinking. Gabe turns the engine off and simply sits in his seat for a minute, eyes closed, not saying a word.
I bring my hand up and cup his cheek. “Hey, do you want me to go up there and throw her out?” I don’t even understand how she’s here. Gabe told me his parents still lived in Colorado from what he last heard.
He smiles. “No, it’s okay. I knew this would happen eventually. I think it’s time I face them and end this for good.”
“Do you want me to stay with you?” I ask softly.
“Please?”
I lean in, cupping his other side as well and delicately pressing my lips to his. “Anything for you, Gabriel.”
We pull apart as he takes my hand and kisses the inside of my wrist. “I thought that was my saying?” He smiles.
“I think it works both ways.” I smile back.
He takes another minute for himself, then we exit the car and head up to the lobby. The second we exit the elevator, a shrill voice pierces through the room. “This is unacceptable! Call him up right now and tell him he can’t keep me waiting like this! I didnotdrive all this way for nothing!”
