Anger Management by Bretta Elaine

Author:Bretta Elaine [Elaine, Bretta]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-09-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Clara

Kamdyn looks like he just witnessed someone get murdered. Eyes so wide you would think it hurt. His hands rub up and down his face as he limps back and forth.

A moan comes from down the hall.

His head snaps in my direction. “Oh my God, are they still going to finish?” His voice squeaks, making it impossible for me to keep my laughter at bay any longer.

My laughter spills out to the point that I need support. I hold on to his forearm, doubling over in pain. Kamdyn stills beneath my touch, unlike the way he felt a few minutes ago when he held me in his arms, placing that one heart-stopping peck on my nose. Who knew a simple nurturing gesture could cause such a frenzy of emotions.

I try to catch my breath when I look up, discovering his cheeks are flaming red. “Is Mr. Perfect embarrassed?”

“Yes, I’m fucking embarrassed, Clara. I walked in on my elderly neighbor”—his voice lowers—“being intimate.”

With a gentle squeeze of his forearm, I straighten, catching my breath. “Kamdyn, it looked like it was beyond intimate the way his—”

“No, nope. Noooo.” His hands fly over his ears like a child unwilling to accept what is happening.

I throw my arms up in surrender. “I’m going to grab another load from the car. Think you can survive without me?”

“No, I’ll probably die from the newly burned-in memory by the time you get back.”

With a slap of my hand on his back, I say, “That’s the spirit.” I walk out the door, leaving him to pace back and forth. This day keeps getting better and better.

First, Kamdyn takes me to the farmers’ market to carry things for him like a mule. But I end up doing much more than being his personal servant. I discovered new products and small businesses that would be amazing to feature in The Spa. Maybe with the artisan products, my boss might stop hating me so much.

Then there was the grocery store, which made me feel like a little kid again. We played games to make the time go by. Never in my wildest dreams would I have pegged Kamdyn as the type for childish shenanigans, especially in public. But he keeps surprising me, reminding me how little I know him. I only see the person he is in a class we are legally obligated to take.

I think if I had met him anywhere else, I would have been instantly into him. The more time I spend with him, the more I’m attracted to him. Which I’m unsure if it’s a good or bad thing.

I mean, fuck, we met in a court-ordered Anger Management class. There could be a dark side of him I haven’t seen yet. There’s more to the story than he’s divulging. And I’m a little scared of what that might be.

With my arms lined with yellow tote bags full of groceries, I hurry back into the house. The moment I’m through the front door, I’m met by the old woman we just saw getting her freak on.

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