Say It’s Forever (Fate #1)

Chapter 13

13

GARRETT

“ E at.” I put more food on her plate.

“You’re still eating.”

“So?” What does that matter? Snow presses her lips together, giving the impression of uncertainty. Then it hits me. “We eat together. If we run out of the food we made, we make more.” I push the plate even closer to her.

“I know.” She lets out a little sigh. “I have to get used to things being different.”

“You need to get used to being an equal. Hell, with me, you’ll be on a damn pedestal. I will go without before you ever do.”

She gives me a soft smile. “I would be happy with equality.” Snow picks up her fork and takes a bite from the pancake I added to her plate.

Snow might be content with equality, but I sure as hell am not. I don’t want her to be my equal; I want her to be my everything. Believe me, I get it. The whole everyone should be the same bullshit. I’m not trying to take anything away from her, I just want to make her life better. To give her everything she deserves and a fuck ton more. To treat her like the queen she is. We aren’t the same. I am meant to love her and make sure she wants for nothing. It might have been seeing my mom bust her ass, but women are to be cherished.

I’ve even worked with a few in the field. Their grit and determination are unmatched. It’s a whole other level that I always respected. Their fierceness is unmatched and infused with compassion. Women are just different. It is what it is. The purpose of placing men on this earth was to safeguard them and kill any potential threats. Because the reality is, life begins and ends with them.

"Can you think of anything else we should add to this map?"

“I think I got everything.” I’m pretty sure she did too. Snow even put the names of the households on the homes, along with the number of people inside. She gave details of what happens in each building. Then, she drew up a schedule that most people adhere to, mapping out the specific locations and times when people are present in each building.

“Need you to tell me about your sister. What does she look like?”

Out of everything, the main objective is to get Snow’s sister. That’s why I agreed to this in the first place. I know others need help, but I’m more focused on my girl. I don't tell her that, though, because, like I said, women are different. She would care more about the bigger picture.

“We actually look a lot alike. Our hair is pretty noticeable.” She runs her fingers through her long hair. It is eye-catching. It is so blonde it’s almost white. “But her eyes are blue.”

"Is there anything else that would confirm her identity if my brother Ace or I were to cross her path?"

“We have the same freckle here.” She points to the one freckle on her face near her upper lip. “And she has a limp when she walks.”

“Did she get hurt or was she born that way?” I feel like I already know the answer to the question. The sadness that washes over Snow's face confirms it. When she tells me about how Libby got that limp, it only fuels the fire inside of me to end all of those fuckers. I would take pleasure in it.

“How will you feel if something happens to your father? If he puts up a fight?” Snow drops her gaze to her lap, where she is wringing her fingers together now. I want to make sure I know where she stands on this. There is no way in hell I would do something that she would resent me for. I couldn’t bear it.

“Whatever needs to happen to get my sister out.”

“Hey.” I put my finger under her chin, lifting her head so that her eyes meet mine. “You don’t have to shy away from anything when it comes to me, Snow. You want him dead, all you have to do is say the word.” I want her to know that there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for her. Well, unless she asked me to let her go.

“You make me feel kind of powerful.”

“Good.” I want that for her. For her to know that no one is going to fuck with her. That she could have them torn apart if they dare try. I lean in and press a kiss to her mouth. “Now, finish eating. I’m going to send my brother this information.”

“Mmkay,” she tells me with hooded eyes, and I know where her mind has gone. I could see the desire in her eyes when I kissed her earlier. I love that after everything she’s been through with men that she looks at me that way. That she has put her trust in me. It’s something I’ll never take for granted. It nearly kills me, but I tear myself away before I have her over the kitchen island with her panties around her ankles and my cock deep inside her tight little pussy.

I’m already worried I took things too far in my office earlier. When she swiped her finger across my cock and then tasted my cum, I almost lost my shit. Then, sinking to her knees in front of me. Fuck me. I know I should slow things down, but I will never tell her no when it comes to new experiences with me. She’s had enough rules to live by for an entire fucking lifetime.

Not sure if Snow realized the fucked-up shit I did when I pressed my cum inside of her with my finger. I don’t know what came over me, but there was no stopping me. I had this need to mark her inside and out.

I’m going to blame it on the fact that I know some fucker out there thinks she belongs to him. This dipshit offered her to be his third wife. This man is seriously fucked in the head. How could you even want to touch or be with someone else when you have Snow?

I review everything and forward it to my brother, then go back into the kitchen. “Can I snap a picture of you?” I ask her. I don’t want to send a picture of her to my brother. I’m still not ready to share her yet, but anything to help find her sister has to be put above my fucked-up head right now. “Might help my brother find Libby easier since you said you two look alike.”

“Of course.” Snow tilts her head, giving me a smile. She’s stunning. I snap the picture and send it before I try and talk myself out of it. “When do you think we’ll be able to do something?” She slips off her chair, going over to the window.

“Ace is going in now.”

“What?” Snow spins around. “Really? It’s still pretty awful out.”

“It will work in his favor.”

“Really?” Her nose scrunches. “He won’t freeze?”

“He won’t freeze. We’ve experienced worse situations,” I admit. “He’ll be dressed in white from head to toe, and he’s taking a drone.”

“A drone?”

“You want to see one?”

"Yes, but I also want to know what you meant when you said you've been in worse situations."

"All right," I agree. If I want Snow to give herself to me, I'm going to have to do the same. I just know the men around her have been cruel, and I never want her to see me as she does them.