Antihero (Imperfect Heroes Book 1) by C.J. Pinard

Author:C.J. Pinard [Pinard, C.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pinard House Publishing, LLC
Published: 2016-02-19T00:00:00+00:00

When my eyes fluttered open the next morning, the confusion was replaced with annoyance. I was in Ellis’s bedroom, but I was alone.

Ellis was gone.

I threw back the covers and got up, stretched, and found his shirt on the floor. Shoving it over my head, I used his bathroom, and then wandered out into his living room. The whole entire mobile home was utterly quiet, and I could practically hear crickets. Except it wasn’t night. Sun was streaming in through every window, and making my way to one of them, I could see his car in the same spot he’d left it the night before. Before he’d made love to me in his bed—more than once.

Although when I searched the entire home, Ellis was nowhere to be found. I unlocked and opened the back door, and with both arms wrapped around me, wandered out to what could be considered a backyard. It was nothing more than some patio furniture and a little grass, but he was nowhere.

I breathed in deep, gazing at the small park with the play equipment for kids off in the distance. It was vacant, but I was sure later on, it would be full of kids.

Wandering back inside, I went into the kitchen and saw the clock on the microwave reading 8:22 a.m. Where the hell was my man?

I saw a coffee pot, and it was full. Pressing the flat of my hand to its glass body, I could feel the heat radiating there. I rummaged through the cabinets until I found a coffee mug and poured some into it. There was a small bottle of vanilla creamer in his fridge, and I poured a little in to counteract the bitterness I knew the coffee would assault my tongue with.

I scrunched my nose as the coffee slid down my throat. It wasn’t the worst I’d tasted, but I could definitely say I was officially a coffee snob. I took a few more sips and dumped the rest down the drain, rinsing out the cup and leaving it in the sink.

How could he just leave me here in his place? The urge to snoop around was overwhelming, but I just couldn’t. Would I want him nosing around my place as I slept or if I’d left?

I laughed at that. I’d never leave him asleep in my own damn bed. Fuck him for doing that to me. Maybe I should snoop around.

Sighing at my own morality, I shook my head and found my dress and purse strewn over the couch. I tossed Ellis’s shirt off and put on the bra, panties, dress, and purse, and smiled when I found my keys at the bottom of my purse. Then I cursed when I remembered my car was at my apartment, and I was trapped here.

Damn.

Pulling out my phone, I didn’t see any messages from Ellis. No text, no note, no nothing. I began to type furiously with my thumbs.

I don’t know where you are, but you need to get your ass back to your house.

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