Burn With Me: A Contemporary Icarus Retelling (Gods of Hazelwood: Icarus Book 1) by Lucy Smoke

Author:Lucy Smoke [Smoke, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-02-23T16:00:00+00:00

24

RORI

Isaac looks like a fallen angel when he’s sleeping. The bronze gold of his hair shines in the dim lighting as dawn crests through the windows and I pause in my efforts, my clothes clutched in my hands, as I take a moment to just look at him. My chest tightens.

This was a fucking mistake. An error in my judgment. I wish I could blame it on the alcohol, but I know deep down in my soul that wasn’t it at all. It was all my choice. He was my choice. A dangerous one.

The air conditioning kicks on above my head, blowing a blast of cold air over my shoulders and shocking me out of the moment of reverie I’m locked in. I shake my head and turn away from the image the man on the bed presents. I take what little clothes managed to end up in the bedroom with us and head out into the hallway, collecting my things as I go. I pull it all back on, frowning as my dress catches at the back.

Did he break it? The zipper gapes open and I growl in irritation, snagging what looks like a slim gray hoodie off the back of the couch in the living room and tugging it on to hide the fact.

I slap the button for the elevator, praying that I can make it out of here before he wakes up. Thankfully, it arrives without any sound from the bedroom. I pull out my cell phone and curse when I see the barrage of text messages from Selene, asking where I am and why I didn’t come home.

Quickly ordering a car as I head down to the lobby, I switch back to my messages and send a text, letting her know that I’m okay and on my way home now. Thankfully, Selene is less prone to freakouts than Hel. Once she sees my text, she’ll be okay. It’s early enough that there aren’t many people in the lobby as I hurry from the elevators to the outside. When I reach the rounded driveway, a slender black town car is pulling up.

I don’t wait for the driver to get out before I’m yanking the back door open and sliding inside. “Hazelwood Campus,” I bark. “Dorm side.”

The man in the front is quiet as he nods his acquiescence, and the car pulls out of the hotel parking lot. My anxiety is making me act up. I’m far more irritable than I should be—odd considering that I just had possibly some of the best sex of my life last night. Unlike my mother and peers, I never speak to people like that.

The guilt eats away at me with every mile that passes under the wheels of the vehicle. By the time the driver pulls up in front of my dorm, I’m already pulling up my phone and adding a generous tip on my card by way of apology.

Neither one of us says a word as I climb out of the back and head for the front doors.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.