Claimed by Her Web Master (Web Master #3) by Normandie Alleman

few times, but he was usually aloof, not the type to strike up a conversation with a stranger.
    He poured me some juice and took me to what looked like a guest bedroom. “Here, you can lie down in here. I’m sure this is a lot for you to take in so why don’t you just rest and we can talk later.”
    “Why don’t you just take me back to the hotel? You can come to my room and we can talk there. I promise I’ll listen to what you have to say. We can talk on the way over there too.” I was nervous being in a place I didn’t know. A place I’d been taken to without my knowledge. It was creepy.
    “Let’s not play games with each other, Sophie.”
    “I’m not playing games. I just don’t appreciate being kidnapped.”
    “Stop being such a fucking drama queen. You’re lying to me. If we go back to your hotel you will tell security and I will be thrown out, possibly arrested and you’ll go on your merry way. I’m not a fool, girl.”
    My heart sank. I was stuck out here with him, and he would do whatever crazy thing he felt like.
    Unless I could get to my phone to call for help. Shelby and Bryan were still in Hawaii. They’d gone to Maui, but I might still be able to reach them. I glanced over at my bag discretely.
    Quentin caught on immediately and snatched the bag off the bed. Damn!
    “Looking for your phone?” He riffled around in my bag. Finding the phone, he slipped it inside his pants pocket.
    “Quentin, why are you doing this to me?”
    “Forty-eight hours, that’s all I’m asking for.”

15

Quentin
    “ Q uentin , please let me go back to the hotel.”
    “I can’t do that. Not yet anyway.”
    “What is it you want from me? What can I do to make you let me go?”
    I paced in front of her. “First of all chill out. I’d like you to spend the weekend with me. Give me that, and then I’ll let you go.”
    She eyed me suspiciously.
    “Doesn’t that seem fair? Don’t you owe me that?”
    She narrowed her eyes, unconvinced.
    “Don’t you owe your child that? To give his father one more chance, forty-eight hours.”
    Her chest heaved as she took a deep breath. She was wavering—I knew it!
    “Do you think we can talk in a civilized manner?” I asked.
    “Yes.”
    “Good. Because you have to know that there is no way I am going to let you raise my child without me being a part of his life.”
    She nodded.
    “I’m not sure how you expected to get away with keeping it from me, but now that I know I will do everything in my power to make sure that you take care of yourself and deliver a healthy baby for all of our sakes.”
    “Quentin, I am taking care of myself. I am taking prenatal vitamins and I am seeing a doctor. So far everything is going just fine. I am not going to teach next year. I’m taking the year off to take care of the baby. I’ve got this. Everything is going to be fine.”
    “But you just thought that you wanted do this without me?”
    “It’s not that.”
    “Then what is it? It sounds like you’re trying to cut me out of our child’s life.”
    “No. I just had a lot of things I needed to figure out for myself. After what you did I can’t trust you, and baby or no baby, I can’t just pretend everything is fine.”
    “I’m sorry, Sophie. I will make it up to you.”
    “It’s not that simple. The way you act, you scare me sometimes. I don’t feel safe with you. I can’t put my trust in you because you have betrayed me.” She buried her head in her hands.
    “I can’t tell you how sorry I am, Sophie. I will spend the rest of my life earning your trust back.”
    “So your way of doing that is to kidnap me?”
    “I apologize for that. But you left me no choice.”
    “You always have a choice, Quentin. What are you even doing here?”
    “I was invited to the wedding.”
    Her eyes widened. “You came to the wedding?”
    I straightened. “I stayed in the back.”
    “Because you knew you weren’t welcome.”
    “I hoped I would be. Yes, I saw this as an