Tell Me Lies by Tessa Dayne Page A

them clearly.
     
    “Speaking of Jonas, he’s not looking very well.  I doubt he slept much at all last night after they brought you up here.  I hope his mother makes him take care of himself.  I doubt very much he would listen to me.”
     
    “Your brothers were here.  They have decided to divide their time here.  They don’t want you to be alone.  They are good men.  They’ve always looked out for you.  I know they tease you sometimes, but it’s in good nature.”
     
    A sound at the door caused William to turn around.  Standing there was Marcus, a sheepish smile on his face.
     
    “Speak of the devil.  Marcus is here.  Be right back,” he said, kissing her cheek.
     
    Standing, he crossed the small room and hugged his oldest tightly.  Pulling away, he smiled weakly.
     
    “Any news?” Marcus asked, wishing he could hear that there was.
     
    “No.  But we all knew that going in.  Why don’t you sit with her for a while?  I want to check on Jonas and his family.  Make sure they got settled in okay.”
     
    “I was surprised that they arrived so quickly.”
     
    “I guess they have some money.  Either way, I am glad they are here.  Jonas needs the support.  He has us, but having his mother and son must be really comforting.”
     
    “Go call him.  I will sit with Joanie for a bit.”
     
    “She’s going to get you for calling her that,” William chuckled.
     
    “Yeah, well she has to wake up first.  Then I will gladly take any punishment she wants to dish out.”
     
    William laughed, walking away.  If the boys teased her beyond measure, perhaps she would get frustrated enough to wake up.  Anything was possible.
     
    ~*~
     
    Darren stood beside his car, his cell phone pressed to his ear.  Waiting for the other end to pick up, he recalled what he had seen while in Paige’s room. Her stomach was quite flat; she had lost the baby. 
     
    “Hello?”
     
    “Natalie?  It’s Darren.”
     
    “Darren?  What do you want?”
     
    Darren rolled his eyes.  She was still pissed off at him.   They had gotten into a huge fight the day Paige had kicked him out and they had broken up.  Didn’t leave him with much, but that was why he was calling.
     
    “I wanted to know if you were still pissed off at me.”
     
    “You think I’m not?  Damn it Darren, we’ve gone over this before.  I am not doing this with you again.  You can’t have your cake and eat it too.”
    “I’m not with Paige anymore.  I’ve told you that.”
     
    “We ll, you’re not with me either. I guess you’re on your own.  It was fun while it lasted, Darren, but it’s over.  Don’t call me again.”
     
    Darren cussed as the dial tone buzzed in his ear.  Well, that didn’t go over well.  Unless he wanted to go back to living in squalor, he had better figure out a way to get himself some cash fast.
     
    ~*~
     
    Jonas crossed the lobby of the hotel, juggling his cell phone, a piece of paper and a pen.  He listened to William on the other end, giving him directions to the cabin.  Half his belongings were there and if he wanted them, he had to go get them.  Scribbling the directions down, Jonas wished he had paid closer attention when Paige had driven up there.
     
    “Are you sure you can find it?  One of us could go with you,” William offered.
     
    “I’ll be fine.  Besides, you need to be here with Paige while I’m gone.  I won’t be there long.  Just overnight.  I want to make sure everything is taken care of.”
     
    “You’re going to need the number for Sam and Margie.  They will take care of everything for you.  You still got that pen and paper?”
     
    “Yes, Sir.  Go ahead.”
     
    “It’s 555-3892.  Just remind them who you are.  You’ll have no troubles. If you get lost on the way up there, just call Sam.  He’ll help you out.”
     
    “Thank you.  When you see Paige again, will you kiss her for me?”
    “I sure will, Son.  And I will tell her you love her.