Club Illicit: A Billionaire Bonded Romance by Savannah May

Author:Savannah May [May, Savannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-04-08T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter FIVE

Once I'd completely spent every emotion coursing through me and was too exhausted to shed another single tear, my mind had cleared enough that I knew what I had to do. I put in a call to my Mom to try to find out when she and Michael might be out over the weekend. There was no way I was ever going to put myself in the same space as my mother's husband as long as I breathed. Fortune smiled when I discovered new voicemail on my phone saying my aunt was sick and they had gone upstate to check on her. They'd be gone overnight and would I make sure the cat got her dinner.

I took it as a sign. Everything falling into place was indication that my plan was the right thing to do. I'd go out there, feed Samba, grab my things and get out of here. I wanted to leave the city and never return, at least not until all this was well and truly behind me. And I got Cole out of my blood once and for all. A state of being I could not imagine ever coming to pass.

A long shower made me semi-presentable to the world and I splashed my face with cold water for ages to make the puffiness go down. Then I took the subway out to my parent's average square house on an ordinary street in the suburbs. As I walked along the car-lined sidewalk, it occurred to me that I could be anywhere, in any town in America.

Other people lived lives like mine and maybe they were as screwed up as mine currently was but I was determined to get out of this. I didn't need the kind of fancy life Cole had created for himself, all I needed was genuine love and to care for someone. I double-checked my parent's car was gone before letting myself in at the side door.

“Hola, Samba,” I said, as she came to entwine herself round my ankles in a figure of eight. I'd always talked to our cat in Spanish, using her as my practice for school homework. She followed me up the stairs and into my room, then stood gazing at me with eyes that said 'Don't leave me.' Animals have an innate sense of what we feel and what we're planning. I wondered how we humans had pretty much lost the ability we must have possessed in the distant past.

“What should I pack in my small case, Sambacita? Wish I could put you in there and take you with me.” What was I likely to need for wherever I ended up and whatever life I decided to follow? I didn't much care and tossed my underwear and cosmetics in with a few jeans and tee-shirts. The only thing I really wanted was the photos. I opened the top drawer in my bedside table and pulled out the small stack of snapshots, taken back then, before the Cloud and posting from camera phones replaced drug store prints.

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