A Perfect Mess (A Perfect Secret) by Zoe Dawson

Author:Zoe Dawson
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Blue Moon Creative LLC
Published: 2013-08-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

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Before I’d kissed Aubree I had much more focusing power. But now I just sat at the computer and remembered how she’d felt beneath my mouth and my hands. How fucked was I? Who was I kidding? I’d already been fucked, long before I’d dared to touch her.

So, I had admired Aubree from afar, kicking the ass of anyone who even thought about her wrong, glad when she’d never dated, glad that she wasn’t at the prom with some guy who would have his hands all over her, glad she didn’t seem to have someone special at Tulane to call. It was selfish, but, hell, I was a stupid young male, and I accepted that it went with the territory.

I should have left her alone. She’d been so hostile to me when she’d first come back home. Hell, until that night, we had barely spoken a word to each other. But then something had happened while we were having breakfast in the diner, or afterward, had changed her mind.

She was coming over here tonight, and I still couldn’t decide what to do. I wanted her with everything inside me, but she’d already left me once. How much worse would it be if I got closer to her, so close there wasn’t even enough room for air?

I don’t know if I could handle getting in deep with her physically. She was stuck in my head now. What would happen when she gave me what I had been craving since I understood what sex was about? Okay, so if this was just sex, maybe it wouldn’t be a problem. But with Aubree it wouldn’t be “just sex.”

I could hear my brothers now, giving me a hard time. Telling me I should hit it and hit it hard, get her out of my system so that I could move on. But I’d held her that night on Wild Magnolia Road while she cried and trembled. I’d felt her fear, her panic. I had seen her gratitude. There was no getting her out of my system, at least not in that way. Now I’d told her the piano story. That was surprising. No one outside my immediate family knew that story.

I felt like I was sinking deeper…and I didn’t give a fuck.

I heard the door open and then steps down the hall. Boone stuck his head into my office, looking sweaty and…pissed.

“Beer?”

“Duh, fridge.”

“No, that was an invitation to you, bro.”

He left and I pushed back my chair. I wasn’t getting shit done anyway. I followed him down the hall, with just my shorts on and my feet bare. The air conditioning was blasting, but I was still hot.

His back was to me, and I could see it in the line of his body. Something was wrong. A lot of people in high school labeled him as reckless, but being one-third of a threesome meant you were tuned in to your brothers. Sometimes too tuned in. It was like that eerie twin thing times three.

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