Weightless Read Online Book by Kandi Steiner

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, College, New Adult, Romance, Tear Jerker, Young Adult Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 106797 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 534(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
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William’s hand gently squeezing my knee brought my attention back inside the car. He knew when I drifted, but just feeling his skin on mine would bring me back to the moment — back to him. “I have some exciting news.”

I arched a brow. “Yeah?”

He nodded, the cutest smirk quirking at the corner of his lips. “I applied for a summer job a while back. I didn’t want to say anything to you because I figured with all the competition at school, I probably wouldn’t get it. But… well… I did.”

I smiled, wrinkling my nose. “And… what are you doing?”

William chewed his lip. “You know how Bradley Schumaker from Food Network is the guest chef at that little Italian restaurant downtown?”

“Oh my God… are you?”

He nodded again, this time a huge smile lighting up his face. It was the kind that still had the power to knock the breath from my chest. “I’m going to be one of his cooks.”

“William!” I wrapped my hand around the one he had on my knee and squeezed. “That’s amazing!” I shook my head, overwhelmed with pride. The man I’d met that summer two years ago had absolutely zero confidence in his cooking. The man beside me now was almost finished with his culinary degree and was going to be cooking all summer with one of the hottest chefs in the industry.

He shrugged. “Just trying to keep up with my all-star girlfriend.”

“I hardly think working at the art museum qualifies as all-star. Or compares to what you’ll be doing in any way.”

“They’re asking you to curate and you’re still in school, Bug. And your photos are the first to sell any time you let them display them. Stop selling yourself short.”

I blushed. “Confidence is still a work in progress for me.”

“I know. That’s why I’m always here to remind you.” He threw me a wink just as we pulled into the quaint seafood restaurant where Mom had asked us to meet her and Lana. William parked our small Camry and ran around to open my door, extending one hand to help me out. It wasn’t the Rover or a Corvette, but it was ours — we had both worked hard for it. And for that reason alone, I was proud every time I rode inside it.

I couldn’t help but stare at William as we walked toward the front door. His chestnut hair was carefully styled, his suit crisp, and the slight stubble on his chin made it look like he didn’t even try too hard to look that way. His bright green eyes were happy — the happiest I’d ever seen them. He hardly ever scowled anymore, the expression so rare that I almost forgot what it looked like at all. Nowadays, he always wore the most comfortable smile.

It completed his outfit.

Before we’d even reached the table, Mom was up and out of her seat, wrapping me in a crushing hug. I embraced her, laughing a little when she pulled back swiping at the wetness on her cheeks.

“Oh heavens, I’ve missed you so much, sweetie.”

“I’ve missed you, too, Mom.” She looked good — incredible, actually. Her long blonde hair was tied up into an elegant updo and her eyes were free from the dark circles they’d worn for so long after the incident with Dale. She seemed to be happy. I hoped she truly was.

“No but really, she’s missed you. I think I know your whole life now. She talks about you every night,” Lana said with a smile, wrapping me in a light hug. “Good to see you, Natalie. You look amazing.”

“Thank you, so do you.” We shared a smile before taking our seats at the table. A waiter placed our napkins in our laps and left us with menus after we placed our drink order.

“So, how was today’s tour stop?” I asked, eying Lana as she texted away on her phone. A smile was plastered on her face and I didn’t need more than one guess as to who she was texting. She and Officer Martino had been shy about their relationship at first, unsure of it just like Rhodes and I in the beginning. But there was no denying it now.

“So good,” Mom answered. “I feel like we’re really making a difference in some of these young ladies’ lives. It’s like while we’re speaking, I look out at them, and I can tell which ones have gone through something. I can’t explain it, but you can see it in their eyes. They’re listening — they want to know their options.”

“It’s terrifying, in a way,” Lana added, tucking her phone back in her clutch.

Mom nodded. “It is. But that’s what reminds me why we do this.” They shared a knowing smile and William found my hand under the table, giving it a soft squeeze.


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