FORCE: A Bad Boy Sports Romance by Vivian Lux

Author:Vivian Lux [Lux, Vivian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-06-29T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty One

Emmy

My Dad lied. My room wasn't the same. It was clean.

My mother had scrubbed in here too. The scent of cleansers hung heavily in the air, hurting my eyes. The air was close and thick with disuse.

"Oof, open a window please," I gagged to Andy. He had followed me upstairs as soon as we finished dinner. Both of us escaping as soon as we could. That hadn't changed.

The smell was making me nauseous. Or maybe it was something else.

Andy opened the window over my bed so quickly the hinges shrieked in protest. He was angry.

"Hey," I muttered.

"Sorry." He didn't sound sorry. His back was to me, broad, mannish shoulders hunched tightly as he knelt on my tiny bed. He looked ridiculously overgrown for this tiny house.

I tried for humor. "So, that went well."

He sat heavily on my old canopy bed. The springs squeaked as he bounced his leg rapidly, a nervous habit that had always irritated me. Now it made me smile fondly. "Well it's nice to have you back, if only to have someone else in the doghouse for a moment," he sighed.

The hurt of being left alone with them bit at the edges of his voice. It seemed no matter what I did, it was the wrong thing. I slid carefully next to him and matched his bouncing leg.

"It's a strange feeling," I admitted. "I haven't been there too often."

Andy looked at me. "You noticed that?"

"Of course I did. I made it my life's mission not to piss them off." I grimaced. "It fucked me up pretty badly, to be honest."

"You don't seem fucked up." Andy's voice was gentler than I expected.

"Oh I am, believe me." The words wanted to be said. "I thought I was starting over again when I got away from Robert. Andy, you have no idea. These past two weeks have been horrible. And amazing. Horribly amazing."

Andy knew I wanted to talk. He leaned back onto the pillows and propped his head. "Tell me the amazing parts first."

Where to start? "Okay. Well I fell in love. That was amazing."

He smiled and nodded, encouraging me to go on. "But that got a little overshadowed by all the other shit." I pressed my lips together. "And things kind of fell apart. Myself included. Now I'm wondering if I fucked it all up."

"You said he's a biker?"

"His name is J. Well, Jeremiah actually, but everyone calls him J. He lives and works at this custom bike shop with a couple other guys." I considered for a moment, weighing whether or not to mention that my biker boyfriend also was a black man. The fact that I was hesitating felt like a betrayal to J. Then I remembered that I had left the clubhouse without saying goodbye.

He probably would consider that a bigger betrayal.

Andy, unaware of my inner struggle, was still focused on what I had said out loud. "He does choppers?" he asked, eyes glittering.

I looked at my brother. His face was rapt. Slowly I realized it wasn't my story he was interested in.

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