Broken Miles by Claire Kingsley

Author:Claire Kingsley [Kingsley, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-08T16:00:00+00:00

Seventeen

Zoe

This is stupid. Why are we so stupid? I’m drunk. Should delete.

~Text from Zoe, unsent

It had been a long day. My bridezilla’s wedding was fast approaching, and her insanity kept growing. I’d fielded at least ten emails and text messages today alone. They were either questions I’d already answered—often more than once—or requests that made me want to tell her to go fuck herself and have her wedding somewhere else.

But I hadn’t. I’d replied with courtesy and professionalism, all while calling her cock-themed names in my head. It hadn’t helped very much.

I’d also overheard Roland telling Cooper that he had a flight home tomorrow. The wave of disappointment that had hit me was nothing short of ridiculous. Just because I was getting used to seeing Roland around all the time didn’t mean I should want him to stay. It shouldn’t matter to me if he came or went. It wasn’t like it was a surprise. The only surprising thing in this entire situation was the fact that he’d been here as long as he had.

Actually, that wasn’t true. The surprising thing was how much my stupid body wanted to get naked with him.

I blamed the tequila. If I hadn’t spent the night sleeping in his bed, I wouldn’t have been subjected to his stupidly delicious smell.

Every time I saw him, I had visions of him fucking me. Not memories. I had plenty of those to draw from, but this was different. This was now. And I did not know how to deal with it. My stupid hormones were driving me up the wall. It wasn’t just the fact that it had been a while since I’d had anything between my legs that wasn’t battery-operated. I’d been insanely attracted to Roland since we’d met so long ago, and somehow our history—and all those goddamn feelings—weren’t enough to keep me from still being insanely attracted to him.

I was an idiot, and it was good he was leaving. That’s what I kept telling myself, anyway.

I closed my laptop and grabbed my things, ready to get out of here for the day. I just needed to leave a note for the front desk before I headed home.

Downstairs, all was quiet in the lobby. I went behind the front desk to leave my note, pasting the sticky note to the monitor.

The front door whooshed open and I glanced up. Lawrence stalked through the lobby without looking in my direction. He seemed angry, but it was hard to tell with him. He always looked like someone had spit in his food.

A few seconds later, Cooper pushed the front door open with his usual bravado. He paused to stomp his boots on the mat outside. I wondered how long it had taken Shannon to get him to do that. Probably twenty years—minimum.

His face broke into a wide smile when he saw me.

“Hey, Zoe-bowie,” he said. “You working late tonight? It’s quiet in here if you are.”

“No, I’m on my way out.”

“Is my mom over here?” he asked.

“She was,” I said.

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