A Billionaire's Redemption(40)
Willa had faced down the disapproval and outright condemnation of literally everyone she knew with quiet grace over the past week. She’d stood up to her attacker, James Ward, at great personal cost, and she’d stepped into her father’s shoes without batting an eyelash.
Melinda was frankly just being mean. The good news was it appeared that Agent Delaney was on to his ex’s tactics. She blandly ignored Melinda’s tears and pleas that it was all too upsetting to think about, and pushed her relentlessly for details. Melinda might have finally met her match. Although truth be told, he’d stack Willa up against Melinda any day and bet on Willa to win.
Willa’s strength was quiet. Unassuming. Deep within her. It wasn’t something she needed to put on display, and she had no need to prove she was tougher than everyone else. Unlike Melinda, who apparently felt an overwhelming need to bully everyone around her. Funny how he’d never perceived it as bullying before, but that was ultimately what it was. Thank goodness Willa had come along to make him see his ex’s true colors. Who knew how long it would have been, if ever, before he would have caught on to Melinda without Willa’s shining example.
Funny how he thought he’d been running around rescuing Willa, when all along, she’d been rescuing him.
Finally, an exasperated Agent Delaney left Melinda’s room. On cue, Melinda’s waterworks and hand wringing stopped cold.
Better now?” Gabe asked drily. He felt bad as soon as the sarcasm left his mouth. The woman had been kidnapped and traumatized. She had a right to be messed up. Just because he’d rather be with someone else was no reason to be nasty with her.
She answered stiffly, “The local police will be here in the morning to question me. I need you to be here for that.”
Insecurity and Melinda Grayson went together like hot sparks and dynamite. What in the hell was going on with her? “What’s the deal, Melinda? Why all the theatrics with the authorities?”
Like they’re going to take me seriously any other way?”
Since when doesn’t everyone take you seriously?” he snorted.
She threw him a rare, startled look. It dissolved into a thoughtful expression, and he took advantage of her distraction to say, “I have to go.”
Where are you off to in such a rush?” she snapped.
We’re not married anymore, Melinda. That’s frankly none of your business.”
A woman, then. One of your usual bimbos?” she sneered.
Like he planned to share the intimate details of his love life with her? He clenched his jaw against the angry retort struggling to escape his mouth and turned to leave.
Behind him, she commented snidely, “Face it, Gabe, you’re never going to find happiness with a woman. You never have quite been able to give them what they really need.”
He paused. Looked back over his shoulder. Smiled. “Thank you for that note of derision. It was exactly what I needed from you.” He nodded pleasantly. He had indeed meant the comment sincerely. She was making it easy for him to cut whatever remaining emotional ties lingered between them. And it felt good. Really good.
Melinda’s ability to snare people in her web and hold them there was truly extraordinary. She was a master at manipulating people, and had just demonstrated her uncanny ability to put her finger on people’s Achilles’ heels and exploit them to her own advantage. He would be forever grateful to Willa for proving Melinda wrong. It felt like a ten-ton weight had lifted off his chest now that he no longer believed the crap his ex-wife spouted at him about his inadequacies with relationships. He was finally free of her web.
More power to Melinda and her head games. She may have survived a horrific ordeal, but he was done with her.
* * *
The bitch was alive? Not possible! Her car went off the cliff!
Noooooo! The scream echoed off the vehicle’s interior. Fists pounded the steering wheel until blood came. Crimson. Mesmerizing. Beautiful. It should have been her blood. Willa Merris’s blood. It would be her blood soon. Very soon. Speculative eyes studied the security guard lounging against the stucco wall of the hospital. A hundred to one that one of the windows above the guy was her room.
There were ways to get around security guards, though. A giggle escaped at how easy it really was to fool them. The giggle turned into laughter and the laughter to hysteria. Oh, yes. Little Willa would pay for surviving, most of all.
* * *
Gabe tossed and turned most of the night, fretting over Willa. It was enlightening how his worried thoughts never once turned to his ex-wife. No question about it. He was slam-dunk, plumb-tuckered in love with Willa Merris. A goner. And nothing had ever felt half this great in his entire life.
Melinda would no doubt accuse him of having a midlife crisis. Part of him replied that if she was right, bring it on. But most of him knew without a doubt the accusation would not be true. His emotional growth had frozen in his late twenties when he’d gotten tangled up with Melinda. Willa had set him free and got him moving forward again. Finally.
When light finally began to show dully around the curtains, he threw on jogging clothes and went for a run to work off some of the residual stress of nearly losing Willa last night. It was a cloudy, threatening morning with heavy gray clouds scudding low across the sky. He’d gone several brisk miles and circled back to his house when he spotted the white news van parked in front of it. Paula Craddock got out as he approached.
Don’t you ever give up?” he asked her.
Never. I always get my story.”
What story are you after this time?”
What’s going on between you and Willa Merris?”
I thought you were a hard news reporter. Isn’t that a little too gossip-column for you? What happened? Did you get demoted to the society page?”
Avoiding the question, are we? Then am I to assume you two are having an affair?”
I believe one of the parties in a relationship has to be married for it to qualify as an affair, Ms. Craddock.”
I’m going to report that you two are an item,” she threatened.
He shrugged. “You can report whatever you want. Just remember my attorneys will hold you to the strictest interpretation of what constitutes slander or libel.”
He’d had enough of her, and jogged up his sidewalk to his front door. She called after him, “I always get my story, Gabe. You can’t stop me.”
Whatever. He slammed the door on her threats and took a quick shower. He grabbed a bagel on his way out the door and was relieved that the news van had disappeared by the time he pulled out of his driveway in the Escalade. He drove to the hospital eager to see Willa. He felt like a twenty-year-old kid in love for the first time.
Come to think of it, this was the first time he’d ever really been in love. Melinda had fascinated him and posed an irresistible challenge, but he’d never felt this bubbling-over joy and complete sense of rightness before. Part of him wanted to shout his love to the rooftops, and another part had gone entirely still and quiet. At peace. It was miraculous.
He headed for the third floor of the hospital and was satisfied to see the security guard at Willa’s door nod alertly at him as he stepped out of the elevator. He stopped at the nurses’ station and asked, “Is Willa awake yet? How was her night?”
She’s still sleeping, sir. I just came on duty, but I can check her chart for you. The night doctor and doctor coming on shift should be starting their rounds momentarily and will wake her up. You can ask Dr. Pitts how she did last night. He was her on-call physician.”
Gabe was amused that the nurse pointedly told him nothing about Melinda. But then, he had just as pointedly not asked. He spotted a pair of doctors in white lab coats coming down the hall and headed for them to check on Willa’s condition.
Early for you to be here, Mr. Dawson,” the one with the name Felix Pitts, M.D., embroidered over his pocket said.
I was worried about my girl. She was pretty rattled last night. Did she sleep all right?”
Like a baby. Assuming her condition doesn’t change throughout the day today, we ought to be able to release her later. Will she be coming home with you? We’ll want someone with her to monitor her condition for a few days.”
I hope she’ll come home with me. I plan to ask her to marry me. Almost losing her has shown me just how deeply I care for her.”
Congratulations, Mr. Dawson,” Pitts said warmly.
Gabe took a step toward Willa’s room to peek in on her when a door across the hall swung open. Melinda gushed, “Gabe? Oh, my God. You want to marry me? That’s incredible! I knew you’d never gotten over me. I never got over you, either. Of course I’ll marry you again. This time for good. This time let’s have a big, gaudy wedding to make up for that dinky little thing we had last time.”
He stared at her, speechless. She thought he wanted to marry her? She’d never gotten over him? Huh?
The elevator slid open behind him, and Agent Delaney and the new sheriff stepped out of it. “Oh, good. You’re awake,” Agent Delaney said to Melinda. “Glad to see you’re here, Mr. Dawson. Saves us any more theatrics like last night’s.”