Rules? He made rules?
Is that what he had been thinking about all this time?
I was stunned into silence, and I didn’t know what to say. Taking my silence for acknowledgement, Hayden began informing me of the rules that he thought up for our meeting with Ethan.
“Sit down properly,” Hayden said as he motioned with his hand for me to take the seat close to him.
With a slight nod of my head, I did what he wanted and settled down onto a comfortable leather seat close to him. Suddenly, the atmosphere around us became even more tense than before and I found myself holding my breath as I waited for him to speak. I already knew that Hayden didn’t want me to meet Ethan; however, he had decided to respect my wishes and along with his brother’s encouragement, he had decided to let me join the meeting.
“The rules are simple. Firstly, you will not speak to Ethan unless I give you verbal permission to. In case you don’t understand what that means, let me further explain so we are clear. If Ethan speaks to you or asks you anything, you are not permitted to answer until I tell you that you may,” Hayden said before pausing to ensure that I understood.
His blue eyes settled on my face sternly as he watched me take in his word. The first rule wasn’t complicated for me to understand; however, I had a feeling that it would be strange at best when we put it into action. Regardless, if that was his terms, then I was willing to adhere to it.
“I understand,” I replied.
“Second, you will always maintain a 3 meters distance between you and him. I have arranged the meeting set up in such a way that this is possible. Don’t worry, if during the meeting he makes a move, I will intervene,” Hayden stated the second rule as his eyes watched my reaction.
The second rule actually worked in my favor. I had no reason to want to be physical close to Ethan anyways and it might help me to think and focus more if I was far from him. Ethan’s presence was quite frankly very intimidating too. If keeping me away from Ethan also meant that Hayden would be far away from him, then I would prefer this option as well. I could still recall the confrontation that the two had on the cruise and I didn’t want a repetition of that at all costs.
“I understand,” I said with a nod of my head.
Something told me that there were more rules coming. The usual number was three so there must be at least one more rule: the third rule.
“The last rule is simple but requires you to use your head…” Hayden said before he paused, and his blue eyes narrowed at me.
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