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Chapter 38: Skye
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HeartLess Chapter 39: Skye
It takes about fifteen minutes to make it home from the party. Should I have walked by myself? Probably not, but I was too upset to stop and make other arrangements. Once home, I jump in the shower and try to wash away everything that happened this evening with Hunter. For a night that started out full of promise, it turned to shit by the end. After my shower, I wrap up in my comfy white robe and brew a mug of hot tea. There's something about a warm drink that helps settle everything inside you.And if there was ever a time I could use that, it's now.As I sit on the couch, I try not to dwell on Hunter and the pain that continues to pound through me. But it's all I can think about. How can I love someone so desperately when all he wants to do is lash out at me? It doesn't make sense.I lift the mug to my lips and take another sip when there's a knock on the door.My belly hollows as I set the cup down on the coffee table. Even before I rise to my feet, I know who will be on t
HeartLess Chapter 40: Skye
"I want this." I draw him closer so that my fingers can slide from his shoulders to his neck before tunneling through his thick hair. "I want you."His lips are bruising in their intensity. It's as if he doesn't want to hesitate for a single moment or I'll change my mind.But that's not going to happen.His hands drop from my back to my ass before he lifts me so my legs can wrap around his waist as he walks us into the hallway."Which room?" he mutters against my lips."The one on the left."With our mouths fused, he carries me through the doorway before placing me in the middle of the queen-sized bed. His gaze doesn't leave mine as he grabs the back of his T-shirt and yanks it over his head before tossing it to the floor. Then he's back, his mouth roving hungrily over mine as his hands palm my breasts. His mouth slides over my chin before traveling south to my collarbone as he works his way lower."Do you have any idea how much I've missed these?" he murmurs against my warm fles
HeartLess Chapter 41: Skye
I peer through one of the long thin windows that flank the front door, but don't see any movement inside. After thirty seconds, I rap my fist again and wait. Dad's silver Volvo is parked in the drive while Brandi's white Mercedes is conspicuously absent. It's not like I'm keeping track of my stepmother's daily itinerary, but I know enough to realize that she's usually at the gym around this time, which is why I swing by. The less contact I have with Brandi, the better off we all are.The lunch I was forced into attending a couple of weeks ago is something I won't be repeating any time soon. Dad is going to have to accept that wife number three and I will never be besties.If I can live with that, so can he.My forehead scrunches with concern as I peer through the glass. If someone doesn't answer the door soon, I'll be forced to walk in, and I really don't want to do that. Even though I lived with Dad and Brandi after Mom moved to Wisconsin in eighth grade, this place no longer f
HeartLess Chapter 42: Skye
"You were right, this was a great idea." Lanie kicks off her sandals and stretches out beside me on the rolling green lawn in the middle of campus.I smile and pull our sandwiches from the brown paper bag. Lanie ordered ham and swiss minus the mayo. Believe it or not, she doesn't like mayonnaise. She's lucky I still consider her a friend. I have an Italian loaded down with salami, prosciutto, and provolone. The deli at the Union has the best subs. It only takes a few moments before the wrappers are off and we're digging into our lunch.Lanie keeps up a steady stream of conversation as we plow our way through the hoagies. There's a gentle October breeze that wafts over us. Everyone seems to have the same idea this afternoon. People are tossing around Frisbees and footballs. Some are lying in the grass and studying. Or, like us, they've opted to bring lunch outside and are sitting in small groups.Maybe after my last class this afternoon, I'll come back and study here instead
HeartLess Chapter 43: Hunter
"Catch you on the field, Price," Sam says, giving me a fist bump as we part ways.I quickly jog up the wide stone steps of Hastings Hall before finding the room for health. My body goes on high alert the moment I stroll through the door. Without glancing around, I already know Skye has beaten me here. The tiny hairs at the back of my neck rise.It sucks to be so attuned to her presence.As I slide onto my seat, I resist the temptation to turn around and look her way. Instead, I pull out my book and notepad. Then I sit back and tap my fingers on my desk and wonder when Bennet is going to begin class. I glance at the clock on the wall, and the chick next to me smiles. I should be all over that, but the truth of the matter is that I have zero interest. Skye is the only girl I want.One hundred and sixty-two seconds is exactly how long I'm able to resist the urge before swiveling in her direction. I can't not look at her. She's like a fucking drug pumping through my system. How
HeartLess Chapter 44: Hunter
I rush through the doors of the emergency entrance at Claremont Medical before skidding to a halt at the front desk. An intimidating woman who looks more ripped than I am is manning the operation. It's entirely possible she's not a nurse at all, but security. My money is on her to take someone down to the ground if it becomes necessary."Excuse me," I say, capturing her attention from the computer screen she's staring at. "My brother was brought in about an hour ago."When she glances up, her entire expression transforms as she goes all fangirl on me."Hunter Price!" Her hand flies to her nonexistent chest. "You're even more handsome in person than you are on TV."I shift from one foot to the other. "Oh...well, thank you."Before I can ask about my brother, she says, "My husband, Roger, is a huge fan! He's not going to believe it when I tell him that you were here tonight.""Umm, right." I glance around for someone else who can help me, but the place is empty. "About that...m
HeartLess Chapter 45: Hunter
"Hey, Mr. Sinclair." I step forward and shake his hand. "How are you doing?"His lips curve into a ghost of a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Can't complain. How's football going?""The season is off to a good start. We're five and one." I notice the gauze-covered tape on his arm and wonder what he's doing at the hospital. Is it a simple blood draw or more than that?"Yeah, I've been watching." He glances at my leg. "How's the knee feeling? I heard about the ACL injury last season. That was a tough break."I shrug and gloss over the gory details. "It's as good as new. The surgeon was one of the best in the country, so I'm confident there won't be issues down the road.""That's great news. I was concerned when I heard about the injury. I thought about reaching out." He shrugs. We both know why he didn't. "You must be excited about the draft after missing out last year.""I am. I'm focused on getting through the next couple of months and keeping my knee healt
HeartLess Chapter 46: Hunter
"Is it bad?" my brother asks, interrupting my thoughts."Stage four."He blows out a breath. "Fuck."I drop onto the chair and lace my fingers together in front of me before staring at them. "That was my reaction, too.""Guess that would be the reason Skye transferred to Claremont."I remain silent as Mason shifts against the pillow, trying to get comfortable. "I'm sorry about her father, but I'm glad she didn't come back for you."Bewildered by the comment, my head jerks up. "Jeez, Mase, that's a shitty thing to say."He shrugs as his gaze skitters away. "Yeah, but it's the truth.""You know, there was a time when you actually liked her, and we all had fun together. What changed?""Life," he snaps before closing his eyes and huffing out a breath. "That's what. Do we really have to talk about this now? My head is fucking killing me. Skye Sinclair is the last person I want to think about. That girl is part of your past. Leave her where she belongs.""And what if she's not?"
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