Harrison lifts his beer to his lips, his eyes narrowing on Hudson.
“We’re not sure what’s happened, but it is possible that she told him stuff while they were together. The only way we’re going to know for sure is to ask her.” Hudson says and goes back to eating his dinner, that’s his way of saying that the conversation is over.
“Wait, what?” Sarah asks, her eyes wide as she looks at Hudson. “You haven’t asked her yet?”
“Sarah…” Jagger warns her.
“No, don’t Sarah me anything. The man raped my best friend, he killed our friend, he killed her mom. He’s killed your men. He has hurt Mia in ways no one is ever going to know and for what? Because he’s under some delusion that he should be where Hudson is? He knew things about Mia, about our lives that he shouldn’t have and you’re telling me you found a connection but you’re not doing anything about it.”
“Sarah, this is his mom,” Jagger tells her but I can see that he agrees with her.
“Fuck that, Mia is his wife, she is the mother of his unborn child. He should be finding out everything he can to ensure he finds that asshole. Not stepping on eggshells because it’s his mom.” She cries, tears running down her face. “By him not finding out just shows how little he cares about her.”
Hudson doesn’t respond, he keeps his head down and keeps eating.
I sigh, pushing my food around on my plate. So much for having a nice dinner. Sarah’s right, he should be talking to his mom. He should be finding out what she told Martin and when. She could be the way to finding him. I don’t understand why he wouldn’t want to be questioning her. Something about this entire situation doesn’t sit right with me.
Silence descends on the room, everyone is focused on eating, not one of us making eye contact with anyone. Hudson’s head is practically buried in his plate, Harrison’s eyes are narrowed as he glares at him. He’s making it known that he doesn’t agree with what Hudson’s doing, I don’t think anyone in this room is.
Once everyone is finished, I stand, I want some space to breathe. Right now, Hudson’s being an asshole and everyone else is waiting for me to explode or something. I pick up everyone’s plates and bring them to the kitchen. I’m currently in disbelief, I’m not sure if I can wrap my head around why he’s not talking to Marline. One phone call is all that it’ll take to clear this all up. I put the plates onto the counter, I’ll rinse them and put them into the dishwasher.
“Mia?” Sarah’s voice calls out and I turn to see both her and Jagger standing in the doorway to the kitchen. “We’re going to leave now.”
Jagger’s arm goes around her shoulder and he pulls her into his body, he gives me a small smile, “Sorry to leave you in the middle of this shit storm.”
I walk over to them and wrap my arms around Sarah, Jagger doesn’t release her so the hug is awkward. “It’s okay, I know how much Sarah’s been missing Allie.”
He laughs. “You have no idea, she has my mom harassed with all the messages.”
Heat rises in Sarah’s cheeks as she blushes. “I just worry, that’s all.”
I smile. “There’s nothing wrong with that. Can you imagine what Hudson’s going to be like once this baby is born?”
Sarah laughs, her eyes lighting up. “Oh he’s going to make me look sane.”
Jagger smirks. “I don’t think that’s possible,” he mutters, quickly dodging Sarah’s arm as it swings out to hit him.
“We’re going before I kill him.” She glares at Jagger. “I need snuggles with Allie.”
I shoo them away. “Go, give Allie a kiss from me.”
“Love you Mia, call me if you need me.” She tells me planting a kiss on my cheek. I know what she means, if Hudson continues to be an asshole to call her she’ll help calm me down.
“Love you too.”
Jagger also kisses me on my cheek. “Thanks for dinner Mia, I really need to come here more often.”
I shake my head as I roll my eyes. “Jagger, you’re here more than anyone.”
He glares at me. “And?”
Sarah drags him away. “Let’s go before you annoy her. Talk to you later, Mia.”
Once they walk away I turn back to do the dishes. My confusion of Hudson’s decision is changing to anger. It seems as though he doesn’t give a shit about me or our child.
“You okay, Mia?”
I jump at the voice, my heart pounds. God, he scared the crap out of me.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” Harrison says as he reaches into the cupboard and takes down the bottle of Jack and a glass.
“It’s okay, I was in a world of my own. I didn’t hear you come in.” I rinse off the plates and put them into the dishwasher.
“You doing okay?”
I shrug. “I guess.”
“If anyone can get him to see sense it’s you. Although Sarah sure gave him a lot to think about. Damn, that woman will give Jagger hell if he fucks up.”
I smile. “Yes, there’s no doubt about it.”
“Just as you will. You two ladies are ferocious.”
I turn to look at him. “We fight for what we want and we protect those that we love. I also know the battles I need to fight and when to back off.”
“And is this a battle you need to fight or back off from?” he asks with a raised brow.
“That, I’m not sure. I guess I’ll find out once I talk to him.”
He smiles at me. “Give him hell.” He leaves the kitchen, and within moments I hear the front door close.
I finish the dishes, trying to tamper down my anger. I want to talk to him with a clear mind. God knows how that’s going to work. My anger just seems to rise the longer we’re apart. I’m pissed that he’s putting our child’s life in danger by not finding out all that he can.
Fourteen
Hudson
Downing the glass of Jack, I wait for the burn to come but it doesn’t. Fucking useless. I’m angry, and this is doing nothing to help. I’ve spent the last hour getting my security updated and my protocols changed. While I was on the phone, I had more cameras added. The more eyes the better. The door to my office opens and I lift my head to see Mia walking into my office. She’s not happy and I know why, hell I’m not fucking happy. This is a clusterfuck and I’m wondering just how I’m supposed to weave through the mess. She hesitates, then crosses her arms over her chest as she leans against the door.
“Are you ready to talk yet?” she asks me, her tone one of disappointment and I think I hear a hint of anger in there.
I sigh. “What do you want to talk about?” I ask deadpan and her eyes narrow at me. “Mia?” I question, I’m being an ass.
She raises her brow at me. “Hudson, I’m hormonal enough without having to deal with your stupidity. You know what I want to talk about. The fact that your mom could be the reason why Martin knows stuff he shouldn’t.”
I pour myself another drink, I knew that me trying to put her off wouldn’t work. “Sit down, Princess.” I tell her softly and immediately her stance changes, gone is the protective stance. She walks over to my desk, sitting down in front of me. “Thank you for dinner.”