CHERISH by Dani Wyatt

Author:Dani Wyatt [Wyatt, Dani]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Cherish
Publisher: Dani Wyatt
Published: 2016-06-16T04:00:00+00:00

Promise

Come on, $100 an hour to read? He has to want something else.

What am I doing?

I’m making $400, is what I’m doing. That’s a dent in five-thousand. A visible dent.

A dent someone would notice if you left it in their car door.

It’s just a book. It’s just words. It’s not like I’ve never read before.

Sure, but out loud? I remember the last time I’d read out loud in school. And every time before.

I remember Lilly Petridge sitting in front of me in fifth grade. It was my third school that year. She’d turned around and glared at me, passing on the open copy of Gulliver’s Travels, the classroom silent, waiting for me to start. I’d lifted the book, trying to ignore her smirk. My belly had tightened as I tried to breathe. My eyes fell on the top of page 127, and there it was scrawled in red marker across the page, across the book’s words.

FREAK GHOST GIRL Boooooooooo!!!!

I shake my head as I head down the hall to check on Mrs. Stephenson. She got herself into the shower but just like every other day, she will forget when it’s time to get back out. She’d just sit on the shower bench all day until she pickled.

I feel sad as I push open the door to hear Mrs. Stephenson in the shower, chatting away to no one in particular.

I bite my lip.

I didn’t take the money. It’s still sitting there. I can back out. I will back out.

But I need that money. How can I turn down $100 an hour? Actually, it’s more than that. He said four hundred for three hours total.

That is not turn-downable. That is grit-your-teeth-and-do-it money. I’d probably do a lot worse things for that hourly rate. Luckily no one has come right out and offered.

Luckily he hasn’t come right out and offered.

He’s got something. A gravity that pushes me away and then pulls me back. I feel like a ping-pong ball around him.

He’s got a face that tells more than his scars. There’s not even a hint of insecurity about him. Unlike me.

I am constantly thinking about how I look, about how the world sees me. He seems to have no awareness of how different he is. How his face tells what must be a sad story.

And, he’s got an energy that has me thinking about things I thought I never would again. Sexy things. He puts it out there like a tidal wave, and unfortunately, I am caught in it. That needs to stop.

Okay, I’ll do the reading. But, I need to shake off whatever that vibration is I feel when he darts those Monet eyes at me. He looks like he’s seen a lot of trouble, and I’ve certainly had enough of that already in my life.

Yet, there’s a genuine softness to him. He looks like he’s been carved out of brimstone, but then he speaks, and there’s this complete lack of self-consciousness like he exists without any perception of himself. Without ego. And, for a man that looks the way he looks, I don’t know how that's possible.

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