Break Down by Rebecca Norinne

Break Down by Rebecca Norinne

Author:Rebecca Norinne
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rebecca Norinne


Chapter 15

LIAM

I followed Lachlan with my eyes, wondering how everything had gone so wrong, so damn fast. We’d been having a nice meal, and then he’d thrown out that idea about a romantic getaway before showing me that stupid article.

I’d overreacted—rationally, I knew this—but the second I’d read my name, I panicked. A sharp jolt of adrenaline shot through my veins, causing my extremities to go numb and my ears to start ringing. It had taken a good thirty seconds before I could speak.

Unfortunately, once I’d been able to form words, I’d said all the wrong things, and now my boyfriend had essentially ordered me to get the fuck out of his house.

At the game of life, I was not winning.

But I wasn’t a quitter, either.

Cognizant of Lachlan’s shower, I stacked our used plates, forks, knives, and wine glasses in the dishwasher without rinsing them, and then made my way to his room.

My outburst might have wrecked us beyond repair, but I wasn’t leaving here without trying to make things right. At the very least, I owed Lachlan a huge apology. If he’d let me, I’d get down on my knees and beg for it.

While he finished up in the bathroom, I sat on the edge of his bed and waited patiently—something I wasn’t naturally good at. With my head bowed and my hands clasped between my knees, I considered and then threw out ten different ways of telling him how sorry I was for being a gobshite.

Finally, when the door opened, my head shot up.

“You’re still here,” he observed blandly, drying his hair with a thick white towel, his strong, naked body on display.

A body I loved for both the things he’d done to me with it, the things he’d let me do to it. I didn’t think there’d ever come a time when I’d be able to look at him and not want to weep with joy and gratitude for what he’d given me these past few months. And in repayment, I’d thrown it all back in his face because I was a fucking coward who couldn’t own up to who and what I was.

I pushed to my feet and took a few tentative steps toward him. When he speared me with a quick, angry look, I halted in my tracks.

“First,” I croaked, “I want to say thank you.”

He raised a skeptical eyebrow but didn’t otherwise respond.

When the silence stretched uncomfortably between us, I pushed forward, my voice trembling with nerves. “You were trying to do something nice for me—for us—and I was too far up my own ass to acknowledge it. So, thank you, and I’m sorry for how I reacted.”

Lachlan blew out a long breath and raised his eyes to the ceiling. His lips moved, but whatever he said was spoken too quietly for me to hear. I expected it was something like, “Lord give me strength not to murder this infuriating man.”

Grabbing a hairband, he wound his wet locks into a messy twist at the back of his head and secured the knot.



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