Breakaway by Kelly Jamieson

Breakaway by Kelly Jamieson

Author:Kelly Jamieson [Jamieson, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing Inc
Published: 2011-03-16T18:34:13.401000+00:00


Chapter Nine

They sat there, silence swelling around them, dense and tense.

“I missed you,” Jason finally said.

Remi bit her lip. She’d missed him too, so much, but she was vexed from all the stuff she’d found online about him and how this was supposed to be fun and how much fun it had not been, missing him like that.

“Remi.” Jason put his knuckles under her chin to lift it. “I think I’m falling in love with you.”

She stared at him. Her body went stone-still and stone-cold. Her heart suspended beating. He did not just say that.

The look on his face—the hopeful, nervous anticipation—gave her a splintery feeling in her chest. And it pissed her off.

She shoved at his chest with both hands and scrambled off his lap.

“You are not!” she yelled. “Are you insane?” She stood there, hands on hips, glaring at him. “That is the craziest thing I’ve ever heard.”

His eyes shuttered and the cracking feeling inside her intensified to the point of hurting.

“I think you should go,” she snapped. “We hardly know each other. This was supposed to be fun. If you can’t keep it fun, then let’s just forget it.”

He set his big hands on the couch cushions beside him and stared at her. She kept her frown firmly in place although the corners of her eyes were stinging. She blinked rapidly.

“I think you’re kind of overreacting,” he finally said, the words long and stretched out. “What’s gotten into you?”

She breathed out through her nose, lips pressed together. “This isn’t working, Jason. You live in a different world. I had no idea who you were or what you did or that you make freakin’ millions of dollars.”

“What does that have to do with anything? And besides, I never knew you were a teacher, either, but I didn’t let that stop me from getting to know you.”

She took a step backward. What was he talking about? That made no sense at all. “You have something against teachers?” She gave her head a shake at that.

“Forget it.” He stood, towering over her. “You’re acting weird, Remi. You knew that stuff last week. Why is it such a big deal now?”

“Because you…you said…that!”

He ran a hand through his hair, making the short dark strands stand up in all different directions. He closed his eyes briefly. “I’m sorry. I just wanted you to know…ah hell. This is fucking nuts. What the hell am I doing?”

He walked to the door, still wearing his jacket.

He turned in the French doors, his mouth a straight, grim line, brows drawn down over his eyes. “Bye, Remi.”

When she heard the front door close, a sob tore from her throat and her knees wobbled. She stumbled to the couch and sat down, tears scalding her eyes and her cheeks. Then she lay down and sobbed. “It was supposed to be fun,” she sobbed. “It was supposed to be fun.”

* * * * *

Much as Jason looked forward to working with the kids at Abraham Lincoln Middle School, he dreaded going there Wednesday afternoon.



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