Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
“No thanks.” He took a large bite of his sandwich.
I tried not to watch the muscles in his jaw flex as he chewed, but failed.
Fuck, but he was hot.
He had dark hair, even darker eyes, and a sculpted jaw that sent shivers down my spine.
He had a goatee, a crooked nose that spoke of multiple breaks, and jaw muscles for days.
When I’d read about square jaws in book blurbs—because I sure the fuck didn’t have time to read an actual book—I’d thought I had an idea of what I was picturing.
I was wrong.
This man—Posy—had a square cut jaw.
Wow.
“You owe me this,” the woman snapped.
That’s when my siblings came in, sans my mother.
They looked tired, and Kent looked pissed as hell.
I dismissed the woman for now, heading to my brother and sister. “What’s wrong?”
Kent gritted his jaw and said quietly, “Mom decided to go out on a date for lunch with the dentist. And left us there.”
My mouth opened and closed, and I decided it was best to count to ten.
When that didn’t work, I went to the diner telephone that still had a stretched out wire attached to both ends, and picked it up before dialing.
My fingers hit the button angrily as I tried and failed to curb my frustration.
My mom didn’t answer, but I left a voicemail anyway.
“You had one job, Mother,” I snarled. “And you were supposed to be back here by two so I could head to my own dentist appointment.”
I’d had to sweet talk the receptionist into letting me come in later after my siblings because if I didn’t, I couldn’t get on the free list that allowed the local college students studying dentistry to clean my teeth.
It was a solid setup, but if I didn’t leave in the next half hour, I’d miss my appointment time.
Of course my mother would do this.
It was her MO, after all.
“I’m here now,” Kent said. “I’ll cover you until you can get back. Then we can all work dinner together. Anders can wash the dishes.”
I sighed.
But since they were already off of school for the appointment, I figured…why the fuck not.
They officially had two more days of school, and I would totally not send them back if they weren’t one day away from truancy.
Speaking of…
“Did Mom get the school note for y’all?” I asked.
“Anders asked, but Mom said she would go do it, then decided to accept that date.” Kent winced. “I’m sorry, I was just worried about how to get back here.”
“I’ll get it,” I said as I started gathering my things. “I’m headed out.”
Kent jerked his chin at me, and I walked out the door, unsurprised to find that the woman hadn’t left yet.
She did stand outside and sulk, though.
I didn’t say anything to her as I left for my appointment.
I got my school note an hour later and was headed back when I heard the roar of a bike coming up fast on my left.
I didn’t look over my shoulder to see who it was.
I was just fucking exhausted.
I got up this morning at four, and hadn’t stopped since.
To be honest, life would be a hell of a lot easier if I got abducted.
Maybe they’d put me in a quiet room where there was no sound, where I could sleep on a bare mattress for months.
That sounded like heaven…
Four
You want a piece of the pie, but I want the recipe. We’re not the same.
—Posy’s secret thoughts
POSY
“Doc,” Cutter gushed as he clapped me on the shoulder. “Thanks for lunch and the entertainment.”
We’d thought that Elisha had left, but she hadn’t exactly left as much as moved locations.
She’d been back at my place when we’d arrived there after lunch.
I’d told her to leave, and she promised she would, if only I’d meet up with her and talk to ‘figure this out.’
I’d agreed, because at this point, all the text messaging that we were doing obviously wasn’t working.
There were only so many times that I could text ‘it’s over’ without thinking maybe she couldn’t read. Saying it in person was likely the best way to go about it.
I had to run into town and pick my dog up from the vet, anyway.
Today was his monthly grooming day.
Funny enough, I hadn’t intended to ever have a dog that required monthly grooming appointments. But I also hadn’t expected to inherit a dog, a little sister, and a falling down around my ears farm, either.
Yet, there I was.
And, since I was in town, I would plan on heading to the diner again for dinner, hoping to get a glance at the woman that I couldn’t get out of my head.
Her abrupt departure had annoyed the hell out of me.
I’d wanted more of her.
Plus, if I met Elisha at the diner, it would ensure that she wouldn’t hang around long.
She would probably take a head to toe bath after being up close and personal with the food inside the place.