Girls Like You by Heather Crews

Author:Heather Crews [Crews, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-02-13T06:00:00+00:00

18

In the following days, Fox skulked around the house and did his best to avoid Allison. He had no idea how, in the space of a few seconds, he’d gone from feeling sorry for her to despising her. And then back to feeling sorry for her. Normally he didn’t have to work so hard at controlling his emotions, but she somehow wrought havoc on them.

She wasn’t a bad person, despite her occasional snotty attitude. A bit shallow and naïve maybe, and the exact type he’d always steered clear of. It amazed him that she couldn’t even imagine someone sleeping on a couch because there weren’t enough bedrooms. As if that was something warranting sympathy. He wondered what she’d say if he told her some of the places he’d slept—in the van, on the sand beneath a pier, in the lifeguard station.

People had always assumed the worst of him. He didn’t want to do the same to her, no matter her background.

It was obvious she didn’t know how to deal with her grief. Though it was there, plain on her face, she kept pushing it back. Instead of letting herself feel it, she would rather drink and party and suck him off. But it was probably consuming her from within, and eventually she would crumble.

Every morning he brought breakfast back to the house, enduring Priya’s knowing smiles at the coffee shop in order to do so. He wanted to maintain distance from Allison, so he didn’t dare take her out again. After their last conversation, they’d hardly said two words to each other.

Today she seemed lively. After days of lurking in her support group, she was now doing exercises in the living room. He paused in the doorway, coffee in hand. It wasn’t his intention to stand and watch her like some sort of voyeur, but he wasn’t moving.

Whatever. He’d lived here for five years. He could stand wherever he wanted.

Taking a sip of coffee, he shifted his gaze from her. Beyond the lace curtains of the window, he caught sight of the gray clouds that had been rolling in all morning. The air was heavy with humidity, pressure building toward a storm.

Allison moved into another stretch, and Fox’s eyes strayed to her once more. Though he hadn’t wanted to talk about it with her, he couldn’t help remembering the night she’d come to his room. He could hardly think of anything else, and he wondered if his touches weighed similarly on her mind. With clarity he recalled his fingers threading into her blonde hair, her hands on his ass, her moans as his fingers slid beneath her jeans.

Afterward, he’d reacted like a total fucking asshole. The pleasurable memory was shot through with self-hatred.

“You’re doing it wrong.”

Fox blinked at the sound of Hugh’s voice drawing him from tormenting thoughts.

Ponytail swinging, Allison looked over at him. “What?”

Hugh stepped into the living room. “Your form is all wrong.”

“It is not! Besides, what would you know about it?” She scowled.

“I used to work out a lot in high school.

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