A Taste of Pink (Shades Book 4) by Stephanie Hoffman McManus

Author:Stephanie Hoffman McManus [Hoffman McManus, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-26T23:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

James

I woke with the first rays that slipped into the room through the breaks in the curtains, surprised because I was usually up before the sun. I sat up slightly and reached for my phone. My fingers fumbled over the keys until the screen lit up, showing the time to be nearing eight-thirty. I let go of the phone and let myself fall back onto the mattress as a yawn pried its way free. Sleep still clung heavily to my eyes and I knew if I closed them it might be a while before they opened again.

That was the result after a few beers and a long night spent lying awake.

I sat up and swung my legs over the edge of the bed with a tired groan. I scraped a hand through my hair. I felt like shit. I was going to keep feeling like shit until I got her to talk to me.

Eventually, I made it from the bed into a pair of pants and then to the bathroom across the hall. I noticed Riley’s door open and stuck my head inside, but she wasn’t there. Had to have been the first time she was up before me.

I didn’t find her downstairs, but I did find a plate of biscuits and a pot of gravy with sausage on the stove, and a note scrawled in her elegant script instructing me to help myself. She might hate me, but at least not enough to want me to starve. That was a start.

And it didn’t taste like she’d poisoned it. Quite the opposite, and I went back for a second helping. I regretted it when I was done, but worth it. I wouldn’t tell my mother for fear of my life, but the biscuits were better than hers.

Lady came trotting into the kitchen and right over to me, whether she was exited to see me or the plate in my hand, I couldn’t say for sure, but she was more than happy to lick the last remains of sausage and gravy from it.

“Where’s Riley, girl?” I rubbed behind her ears. “Or is she Ava to you too?” Ava. It was strange hearing her dad call her that. I liked it, but I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to get used to it. I washed up my plate and the now empty pan on the stove before hunting her down.

I didn’t have to go very far to find her. As soon as I pushed open the back door, Lady bolted toward the barn. Figured I may as well follow, and as I got closer, a sweet voice reached my ears, singing out the lyrics to a well-known pop song. The doors to the barn were wide open and when I stepped inside, I was greeted with a sight even sweeter than the voice. Riley James, Hollywood Princess, had her back to me, outfitted in a pair of worn and faded blue jeans that hugged her hips and thighs extra snug, allowing me to appreciate the results of our workouts.

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