Background Music by J. R. Rogue

Author:J. R. Rogue [Rogue, J. R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rogue Books
Published: 2017-03-08T18:30:00+00:00

Reese was making me crazy. I knew I should stay away, leave him unforgiven, but I couldn’t. He was pushing me away, but still, I was pressing. I couldn’t get over the way he made me feel. When I looked back on our time together now, I focused on that. Reese brought something out of me that no one ever had. I was a little reckless, I was spontaneous, I was as close to wild as I would ever get. I kept thinking about the beginning, the middle, the way his lips felt on my body. I pushed the end away. If I thought about that, I would surely punch him square in his perfect jaw. Secrets were a disease. I would be the one in control of it all now. I had made him lose control, for a moment, the last time I saw him, but he eventually went back to closed down Reese and pushed me away. Leaving me panting and disheveled on a rooftop as he ran home.

There was no logic to my actions. No reason that I could justify with a long detailed list. I was a grown ass woman and grown ass women didn’t do shit like this. What had gotten into me? How did I end up here?

I looked down at my trembling hand and willed it to move. I unlatched the front gate to Reese’s yard and snuck in. I turned and slowly pulled the gate shut, remembering that it had a tendency to clatter loudly if left to fall on its own. I turned and scanned the front porch, finding no one. It was about eleven p.m., and the downstairs floor of the large Victorian house was as black as the night surrounding me. I pulled my phone out and used the low glow of the home screen to light my way, hoping to avoid rocks or tree limbs.

When I made it to the back of the house, I found Reese’s window immediately. It was lit up, and soft music tumbled from the opening. I remembered him telling me about the large tree next to this side of the house. When he was a kid he would scale it down to the bottom, sneaking off to keg parties and road cruises with friends and any of the many girls in love with him.

I reached for the lowest branch and tested the strength of it. This was dumb. This was the dumbest idea I’d ever had. I looked down at my flip-flops and imagined taking one off and beating myself over the head with it. In my haste and excitement, I didn’t pay much mind to my footwear. I debated walking back home and changing them but thought better of it, knowing my nerves would keep me chained to my couch. A sound from the window pulled me from my thoughts. Reese was singing the Sam Hunt song I had been obsessing over for six months. I flicked my flip-flops off and reached for the branch, hoisting myself up.

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