Anna's Dress: a heart-wrenching second chance romance story that will make you believe in true love by London Casey & Jaxson Kidman & Karolyn James

Author:London Casey & Jaxson Kidman & Karolyn James [Casey, London]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-01T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Eight

(Cleaned Up to Get Dirty)

NOW

(EVAN)

I couldn’t wash my hands or face any longer. I was as clean as I could get, not that I was a mechanic working on cars twelve hours a day. That was years ago for me. Now I just wore a mask and welded for hours on end. Focused on flame and spark, manipulating metal and steel the way I wanted to create frames of what would be custom motorcycles.

Why was all this shit running through my head right then? I had no idea.

I splashed water on my face and grabbed a hand towel. I looked around the bathroom in my apartment. The bathroom, hell, the entire place was a cliché for a single guy living alone. Random clothes on the floor. The ones that weren’t exactly dirty but definitely weren’t clean. A pile of towels that had been in the corner long enough that I was convinced if I moved them I’d disturb whatever was living under them, or had grown under them.

I exited the bathroom and directly to my right was my bedroom. It was actually a nice setup there because the room was big and the length of the apartment. Almost like a second living room, an open flat feel to it. There were old hardwood floors throughout the place that creaked and had a few uneven spots where you could catch your big toe if you weren’t careful enough.

There were no other defined rooms in the apartment either. The kitchen opened to the living room and that ended I guess where the couch ended because that’s where I slapped a small four seater dining room table. Two of those four chairs had never been pulled out or sat in. Half the dining room table had boxes on it for work. Paperwork. Orders. Financials. All the shit Uncle Davey felt he was too old to take care of. Yet the old son of a bitch wouldn’t entertain the idea of selling me the business.

I walked through the apartment and thought about what I was doing. What I wanted to achieve tonight. Taking Adena out on a date. I mean, it was all for fun, I got that part. Our stupid attempt at pretending the past wasn’t real and everything that happened since Anna died wasn’t relevant. I had spent years convincing myself to not take Adena out so I didn’t mess up her life. But here I was, looking at myself in the mirror on the wall that held my old ripped up hats and keys, wondering if I should splash a little cologne on my neck. The cheap shit Uncle Davey bought me at a drugstore on Christmas Eve after he realized he forgot to get me something.

I smiled as I lifted my middle finger to the reflection in the mirror.

Here’s the thing… I couldn't do fake anymore. I had been pretending for longer than I could ever remember. Hiding behind my own pain and sadness. Hiding behind all those dirty secrets that Anna promised me to keep.

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