Abrupt Changes: A Second Chance Romance (O-Town Book 3) by Karen Renee

Author:Karen Renee [Renee, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Karen Renee
Published: 2021-02-15T18:30:00+00:00

I HAD ONLY A MOMENT to register Clint’s possessive hold on my breast in his sleep because the doorbell was ringing. Whoever was at the door pressed the button in three rapid-fire bursts. He bolted out of the bed, found his boxers, and tugged them on as he went to the doorway.

He paused and caught my eyes. “Get dressed, Rae. Don’t know who’s here, but it’s either Mamá or one of my sisters.”

“Did you know they would—”

“Fuck, no. I’m as surprised as you are, and ten times more unhappy about it.”

I laid there in a daze after he left, but then it hit me. His mother might be here. After that letter she sent me, I really didn’t want to see her, but life never gave me what I wanted. I hustled out of the bed and dressed as quickly as I could.

Clint’s voice seemed muffled. The female voice wasn’t, though, which told me it wasn’t his mother at the door.

“Seriously, Clint, go put some pants on. I brought donuts, you’re gonna brew coffees with your fancy machine, and I want answers.”

That voice sounded younger; it must be one of his sisters. I debated whether I could hide in the bedroom until they finished with breakfast and whatever ‘answers’ she wanted. When I put my knee on the bed, it creaked, and I cursed my rotten luck.

“You got somebody here? You have a woman? Here? Since—”

“Raegan, come on out, honey.”

“Rae... ‘Honey?’ Are you shitting me, hermano?” I realized it was Laura who was visiting.

Since I was still in the bedroom, I rolled my eyes at Laura using the Spanish word for brother. Aside from the episode at Mom’s house, I hadn’t seen her in a long time, but I knew she and Bronwyn had kept in touch until three years after Clint and I had split.

When I padded into the room, Laura had a guarded expression. At least she didn’t seem as angry as when she showed up at Mom’s.

Her eyes went to Clint. “Does Mamá know she’s here? And in your bedroom?”

He ran a hand through his hair and walked into the kitchen. “No. And you feel the need to rectify that, not much I can do about it. But I’ll remember it in about twelve weeks.”

My brows furrowed at such a specific timeline.

“What are you, Santa?” Laura asked.

Then I understood. Clint always gave his mother and sisters the best Christmas he possibly could. This stemmed from their deadbeat father, as far as I knew, but I had never asked because Clint hardly ever talked about his father.

I stared at his couch as thoughts of Christmas being three months away assaulted me. So many holidays I would have to face without my sister.

I felt eyes on me, and I looked up expecting to see Clint watching me, but it was Laura. She was a female version of Clint. Though, since she was the older sibling by two years, I supposed Clint was the male version of her. Her dark hair gleamed in the light and her eyes were the same vibrant shade of toffee like Clint’s.

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