Fighting Blind by C.M. Seabrook

Author:C.M. Seabrook [Seabrook, C.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-07-25T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Mackenzie

Standing in front of Theo’s apartment, my entire body trembles.

I have to do this. No more secrets.

Clair has Logan for the night, giving me the chance to finally talk to him alone.

He leaves for Vegas in the morning. I probably should wait until after his fight, but I’m tired of hiding. I just want everything out in the open, then I’ll know where he stands – with me, with us.

I haven’t told Clair about Stef or the drugs, but I know she’s suspicious that something is going on. She keeps asking me what my plans are, as if she’s afraid I’m going to take Logan and run.

I won’t. I’ve already come to terms with the fact that I can’t take my daughter away from her father and grandmother – no matter what I have to sacrifice to make it happen.

Yesterday I had an interview at Charlie’s. The bar’s under new management, but the owner hired me on the spot.

Starting next Thursday, I’ll be working two night shifts and one dinner shift a week.

I’m not sure how I feel about it. I know I should be excited, but to be honest, I’m terrified.

Other than the disjuncture between Theo and me, things are going well. Too well. And if the past is any indication of the future, I know it’s just a matter of time before reality bites me on the ass.

I just hope I’m prepared when it happens. I’ve let Theo lower my walls, and it’s a dangerous place to be.

But no matter how many times I go over every scenario, I know I’ll never really be prepared when Stefano finds me.

With my heart in my throat, I knock on the door.

My breath catches when he opens the door. He’s clearly just gotten out of the shower. His dark hair is damp, gray sweats hang loose on his hips, the leanly muscled contours of his chest and abs glistens with moisture.

“Is Logan okay?” he asks, brows furrowed, looking over my shoulder at my apartment door.

“She’s fine. Your mom’s watching her.”

“Oh.” He frowns glancing down at me, and combs his fingers through his hair, making his biceps bunch.

His dark eyes are hard, distant.

“I just…” I look down at the floor. Damn it. What am I doing here? He clearly doesn’t want to see me. “Never mind. I know you’re busy.”

I start to turn.

“Mackenzie.” His deep voice, and the use of my full name, stops me. “Come in.”

“Are you sure?”

His expression softens, just enough that I notice, and he nods, opening the door wider.

I move past, careful not to brush against him, but I can feel the heat of his body behind me as I walk into the large open kitchen.

He pulls two Heinekens from the fridge, uncaps them and hands one to me.

“Do you want a glass?”

“No, this is fine.” I stare at the green bottle and lick my lips nervously.

My heart races in my chest, and I can feel the familiar pressure of an anxiety attack forming.

I don’t know what

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