Fight Like A Girl: An Opposites Attract Romance (Fighting For Love) by Harley Reid

Author:Harley Reid [Reid, Harley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-30T16:00:00+00:00

“Is that really what you want?” A hint of sadness flickers in his voice as he waits for a response. I nod my head, worried that if I speak, the wrong words will come out.

My heart, or most likely my hormones, are telling me to take what I can from this Adonis, but my head is telling me to walk away before I end up hurt. As much as I want him, he will never be willing to give me what I need, and I can't let myself be hurt like that again. Guys like him are only interested in one thing, and I'm not the type of girl that can get involved without emotions taking over.

His eyes are fixed on me for a second as my gaze darts around the room, doing everything I can to avoid eye contact with him as he grabs his t-shirt from the floor and leaves, slamming the door loudly behind him.

What have I done?

Slumping down on my bed, going over the list of reasons why we can't be together, I try to remind myself that I made the right decision.

It's not like it was an easy decision to make, I've been thinking non-stop about it since I left his room at just gone one this morning. I even got up and made a full batch of cinnamon rolls to distract me. It probably wasn't the best idea to leave him that note but I've done it ever since I moved in, so I thought it might be a little odd if I didn't.

At least he's training today, so I should be able to avoid him easily for the rest of the day. Hopefully, that will give him enough time to calm down.

The bright sun beams dance across my mirror as I pull a pair of denim shorts out of my chest of drawers and pull them up over my thick thighs, matching them with a loose fitting, pastel pink off the shoulder graphic tee with the slogan 'be your own kind of beautiful'.

Just as I pull the t-shirt over my head, my phone lights up and starts dancing across my bedside table. I glance down at the screen and a groan escapes me when I see the familiar name on the screen.

“Hey mum, what's up?” I ask as I answer the phone. I contemplate not answering but it's the third time she's called in less than an hour and I'm starting to worry that something might be wrong. “Is everything alright?”

“Hello Amelia.” Her voice sounds tired, probably from the long hours she's working, “The hospital fundraiser is this Friday and I just wanted to let you know that I have sent a couple of tickets over to the house for you. They should be with you tomorrow.”

I've attended the fundraiser for the past five years, and before the break-up I was excited to go to the extravagant event that usually includes a seated meal, dancing, and a silent auction to raise money for heart disease.

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