Free My Savior Forever by Vicki Green Page A

voices. Men’s voices. They aren’t
whispering but they aren’t very loud either. My heart begins to
race and I start to breathe heavy. I grab ahold of the railing with
my right hand and squeeze it tight, trying to hold myself up. My
legs feel weak as I relive whispered voices from before.
    “Well, I don’t know, dad. She’s
probably still getting ready,” Jesse says as he comes towards the
stairs. A man is following beside him. Jesse stops and looks up at
me. He gets a panicked look on his face and races up the stairs
until he is standing on the step right below me. He cups my face.
“Cassie. Baby, are you ok? You’re white as a ghost.”
    I close my eyes. When I open them, he
looks scared to death. “I….I….I’m ok.” I force a tight smile on my
face and take a deep breath. “I didn’t know your dad had gotten
here already.”
    Jesse turns his head and looks at his
dad and then back at me. “I’m sorry, I should have come up and told
you he was here.”
    I take another deep breath. “No, you
didn’t need to do that. I’m being silly. I just heard men’s voices
and…..Well, I should have known it was you. Is it time to eat?” I
put on a bigger smile now. He keeps searching my eyes. “You’re sure
you’re ok?” He asks skeptically.
    I laugh a little and put my left hand
on top of his against my cheek. “Really, I’m fine. Let’s go down. I
want to meet your dad.” Jesse looks into my eyes for a few more
seconds and then nods. He turns and holds his left hand out for me.
I take his hand and we walk down the stairs together.
    We walk up to Jesse’s dad. “Dad, this
is Cassie Morelli. Cassie this is my dad, Thomas
Mitchell.”
    Thomas reaches for my right hand and
holds it in his. He brings it up to his lips and kisses the top of
my hand looking up at me the whole time. Wow!
    His Dad’s hair is darker, cut short
and is parted to the side. He has brown eyes but are light in
color.
    “So glad to meet you, Cassie. I can’t
say I have heard very much about you,” he says turning his head and
smirking at Jesse. He turns his head back to me and smiles. “But I
hope to get to know the person that my son has brought to our Safe
House and is how can I say this…..Protecting?”
    Ok this doesn’t sound too good. He
doesn’t seem very happy that I am here. “Um, thank you? It’s nice
to meet you too,” I say apprehensively.
    Thomas quickly lets go of my hand and
turns towards Jesse. Rubbing his hands together he says, “Well,
what’s for dinner? I am famished.”

Chapter
fifteen

    We are eating a wonderful Pasta dish
with a lemon-garlic sauce, French bread and salad. Jesse clears his
throat, “So, Dad, what brings you here?”
    Thomas sets his fork down on his plate
and looks at me and then at Jesse. “Well, I just thought I would
come to see my son. I haven’t seen or heard from you much in the
last six months or so. I wanted to see how you are and I heard from
your sister that you had something secret going on. I am sad that
you didn’t feel you could let your dad in on it. Alexa said she did
some shopping for this little trip for you and she thought you
might be in some kind of trouble.”
    “Um, wow, dad. Way to cut to the
chase,” Jesse says while rolling his eyes. “I guess had I wanted
you to know what I was doing, I would have called you. But I don’t
think this is the right time for this conversation, do you?” He
looks at his dad with his brows raised high.
    Thomas looks back at me and coughs in
his hand. “No, you’re right son. Now is not the right time. But I
do expect to be brought up to speed before the evening is over. May
I ask which room I can use while I am here?”
    Jesse looks so uncomfortable. “Yes,
you can use my room since Cassie is staying in the master
bedroom.”
    “Very well.” He then turns his
attention to me. “So, Cassie. How old are you and was is it that
you do?” I look at Jesse nervously. “I’m, um, 20. I will be 21 in a
couple of