Crashing Back Down by Kristen Hope Mazzola

Author:Kristen Hope Mazzola [Mazzola, Kristen Hope]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
ISBN: 9780615908830
Google: CnwOnwEACAAJ
Publisher: Kristen Hope Mazzola
Published: 2013-11-03T16:00:00+00:00

I was jostled awake by Walker’s body moving out from under mine. The feeling of his bare skin shoved my senses awake and I shot up, reaching for my shorts and pulling them back on, hastily. I jumped off the couch to find only Walker’s shirt in sight; quickly, I hauled it over my bare torso. Collapsing on the other end of the couch, holding myself tightly, feeling nauseated, I started to tremble. My mind raced as I fought to make sense of all the flooding emotions coursing through my body. Suddenly, my attention snapped over to Walker as he sat paralyzed, staring at me, his jaw flexing while he pulled his jeans up his thighs.

Replaying our passionate moments sent guilt stabbing into my heart. I felt like a cheater, a whore, and dirty. Anger at my lustful actions and thoughts sugared up into my chest as I heaved and fumed.

“What?” I barked. He just shrugged, his wide eyes fixated on mine. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I stood, trying to blink back the tears, screaming started to escape from my shredding throat. “Oh my God, I am so fucking sorry, Walker!”

I bolted for the stairs, but Walker’s arms wrapped around me, tightly and gently all at the same time. He forcefully pulled my entire body into him as he kissed the top of my hair. His voice was husky, still full of lustful passion. “Please stay. Talk to me.” I spun around to see his green eyes filled with tears, his expression crushed. His shoulders sagged while losing the grip on my torso; his eye contact broke to look out the window.

Anger rushed through my body. I didn’t know if I was madder for what I just instigated, or with Walker for allowing it to happen. “I don’t know what the fuck you want with me, Walker! I am so freaking messed up right now.”

Tears were flowing down my cheeks as he held me in a tight embrace, his eyes deep with sadness, grinding his teeth with frustration. I could see he was just as torn and tormented as I was. I longed to know what he was thinking, feeling, wanting, but he just stood motionless and silent.

“I don’t know what the right thing to do is anymore.” I barely could get the words out through the sobbing and shaking.

Walker’s strong arms picked me up and brought me back over to the couch where he sat me down on his lap. I was just thankful he had fastened his pants back on and I tried to let my body relax. All different emotions were assaulting me; lust, passion, hate, loneliness, disappointment, satisfaction. I didn’t know which one to start dealing with first. I couldn’t help but feel almost dirty, like I was cheating on Randy. Of course, that feeling was ridiculous because you can’t cheat on a dead person, but I just could not shake the feeling of it, or the shame of being another one of Walker’s sluts.

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