Break Your Little Heart by Charleigh Rose

Author:Charleigh Rose [Rose, Charleigh]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: HEARTBREAK HILL_book two
Publisher: Charleigh Rose
Published: 2023-10-22T21:00:00+00:00

Valen

What does one wear to dinner with their semi-estranged father? Jeans are too casual, but a dress is out of the question. It took me way too long to decide on an outfit that fits the occasion. I take one last look in the full-length mirror at my all-black ensemble. Comfy ribbed sweater, leather skirt, tights, oversized leather jacket, and knee-high boots all of the same color. Perfect reflection of my current mood.

I swipe my phone and my little purse—also black—off my bed and move a little faster once I see the time. “Dammit.” I’m going to be late. I don’t mind making my dad wait on me for a little while considering I’ve had a lifetime of waiting on him. However, I still have an hour drive ahead of me. More with evening rush hour traffic. I head out into the hall and lock my door, then toss my key card into my purse. I’m speed-walking down the hall and out the door with my head down, too busy making sure I have everything I need in my bag to watch where I’m going. Just as I rush out the double doors, I run right smack into a familiar muscular chest.

My purse falls to the ground, the contents spilling out onto the concrete steps. Key card, car keys, lip balm, sunglasses, driver’s license, and a hair clip are scattered everywhere. “Shit!”

“Whoa,” Ryan says, steadying me by the shoulders. “You good?”

“Sorry,” I say, kneeling to the ground and tucking my hair behind my ear before I start to collect my things. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a man hold one of the doors open, then Ryan drops his bag at his feet and bends down to help me. He’s sweating, wearing nothing but a t-shirt and basketball shorts despite the cold, so I assume he’s just finished practice.

“Running away from Holden?” he asks, handing me my sunglasses and lip balm.

“He’s here?” I can’t help but glance back at their door behind me.

“I’m fucking with you.” He laughs. “I have no idea.”

I roll my eyes. “Sorry, I’m running late and wasn’t paying attention.”

“All good. See you around.”

“Thanks,” I say when he hands me the last of my stuff—a rogue hair tie—before we both stand and go our separate ways. I absently mutter a thank you to the man holding the door on the way out as I finish stuffing the rest of my things into my purse before zipping it. I check my phone one more time to see that I have forty-five minutes to get there. Yeah, I’m definitely late.

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