A History of the Settlement of Oregon and the Interior of Upper California: And of Persecutions and Afflictions of Forty Years' Continuance Endured by the Author. by Kelley Hall J

Author:Kelley, Hall J. [Kelley, Hall J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781275864283
Amazon: 1275864287
Goodreads: 14254559
Publisher: Gale, Sabin Americana
Published: 2012-02-23T08:00:00+00:00

Some Kind of Way

His set in stone face and blank eyes had the opposite of his desired effect, telling me what I fully suspected. He heard what I said. Laying out the woes of my battered and broken heart in cryptic message that he no doubt decoded. I just couldn’t hold it all in another torturous second, so I vented in a way where I offloaded some of the burden, but still felt hidden.

Some secrets can’t ever be spoken.

They wouldn’t understand, and I’d lose all I have left.

But I can certainly discuss it with Zach.

“Nothing to say? Critique? No follow up questions?” I give him lip as he walks with me back to the room.

His faint chuckle is sharp around the edges. “You drunk?”

“No! Don’t you think you would’ve noticed if I was tossing ’em back?”

“You double up on your pain meds?” He wraps one arm around my waist, stiff and purely for support, probably noticing that my limp’s worsening the later it gets, having been on it a lot this evening.

“Just ask me what you really wanna know.” Enough with the games and pussy footing around. He holds open the door, waiting for me to enter, but I refuse. I’m not going a damn place until he uses his big-boy voice and asks me an actual question; the one I can smell burning his tongue.

“I just—” His chin lowers to meet his chest, one hand reaching up to scrub the back of his neck. Then all of a sudden, his head pops up. He’s decided to go for it. With purpose in his green eyes, he looks straight into mine, nostrils as flared as his pupils. I don’t get you, Bennett.” He huffs, “What the hell’s up with you this trip, huh? Why the bitch treatment to Tia? And the crazy rambling to Laney? Did I do something wrong?”

“No.” I exhale slowly defeated and exhausted, so genuine, and shuffle past him through the doorway. “You didn’t do a thing wrong. Just ignore me, I’m PMSing.” I fib an excuse.

“No you’re not.” I snap my head back toward him in shock, his cheeks a shade of crimson I’ve never seen him wear.

“How do you know that?”

“You’re kidding, right? Bennett, think of all the tampon runs I’ve made for you, the purple box, unscented, cause the perfumed ones are dangerous for, never mind. Or how about all the times I’ve scrounged up your heating pad cause you had cramps and couldn’t remember where you put it. And let’s not forget my personal favorite, picking up your birth control prescription for you. That’s how I know. Now let’s get you to bed before you act any crazier tonight.”

Still stunned by the plethora of embarrassing intel he just spouted, I didn’t realize he knew that much about me, I hobble up to my room with as little of his assistance as possible; feeling crazy enough for it to actually be my time of the month.

I slump down on the sofa and take off my walking brace and one shoe, super chic, tossing it across the room.

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