Free Honeymoon from Hell V by R.L. Mathewson Page A

whatever he could to make this easier for
her.
    He could have, but…
    Well, let’s just say that he was being
cautious about what information he gave her right now, mostly
because he hadn’t wanted to delay their return home by answering a
hundred questions as well as the time it would take to convince her
that he wasn’t crazy, which probably would have added a few days to
trip.
    Now he had nothing to worry about, he
thought, fighting the urge to sigh with relief because he knew that
it wasn’t over just yet. He still needed to get her across the
threshold of the house that his father and Trevor had purchased for
them to lease before he could stop worrying about the curse. Not
that he was still worried about it, he wasn’t, really, but he
didn’t want to fuck this up anymore than he needed to, which was
why he refused to answer her questions until they were safely
inside.
    “ Ready?” Trevor asked with
a grim expression as he took a deep breath.
    “ Ready,” he answered with a
firm nod, tightening his hold around his wife and making sure that
she didn’t make her escape and prolong this damn curse any longer
than was necessary.
    Nodding once firmly, Trevor pushed him
towards the wheelchair ramp that someone had added onto the house
recently and headed for the front door where Jason stood, holding
the front door open and keeping his eyes locked on Jodi to make
sure that she wasn’t able to make a run for it.
    What felt like a lifetime later, they
were crossing the threshold into the large house that was theirs to
use. As soon as they were safely inside and the door was locked
behind them, he released his hold around Jodi and grunted when her
elbow slammed into his side as she scurried off his lap and
smiled.
    It was finally over.
    They were home and out of reach of the
curse. Granted, his father was still awaiting bail and trying to
fight the charges, his cousins were exhausted, they were out six
thousand dollars for the car rental they’d fucked up getting home,
had over a thousand dollars worth of speeding tickets to take care
of, were exhausted, starving, still wearing the same clothes since
last week and felt disgusting, but at least they were home, at
least they were safe.
    “ I’m out of here,” Jason
said, giving his shoulder a firm squeeze as he nodded towards the
door. “Give me a call if you need anything.”
    “ Zoe and Haley stocked the
kitchen. Everything’s in reach so you should be okay,” Trevor added
even as he looked around the large old house that had been recently
renovated. “But if you need anything, we can be here in less than
five.”
    “ We’ll be fine,” Danny said
with a relieved sigh as he decided to make something for his wife
to eat before he grabbed a shower and some sleep.
    Jason paused by the door. “Do you want
help explaining everything to Jodi?” he asked, gesturing with a nod
in the direction that she’d disappeared.
    “ No, I’ll be fine,” he
said, confident that everything would be fine now that they were
home. He’d make Tink something to eat, finally explain everything
to her and when he was done they’d probably have a good laugh, curl
up in bed and sleep for a week and try to pretend that none of the
bullshit from the past week had ever happened.
    As far as he was concerned the only
thing that mattered was that they were married, finally home after
spending the last few months in the hospital and a beautiful future
to look forward to. Nothing else mattered, especially that trip
from hell that he’d like to forget, something that he was sure that
his wife was more than happy to do as well.
    *-*-*-*
    “ Open the fucking
door!”
    Since he’d refused to answer her
questions or even acknowledge her existence over the last couple of
days, besides the kidnapping that is, she decided to continue the
trend and ignore him as she settled in more comfortably in the
large garden tub that she’d discovered only moments ago.
    Normally, baths really
didn’t do