His by Dawn Robertson

Author:Dawn Robertson [Robertson, Dawn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00MUX3U84
Published: 2014-09-27T23:00:00+00:00

Two hours later a small beat up Honda Civic pulls up my driveway and Lyric steps out. I watch her from the window in the sitting room, nervously fidgeting with the hem of my shirt. I make a silent note to myself to do something about that car. It looks like a death trap on wheels. As if I give a shit about the stitching or that there is a snag in the fabric. She looks as nervous as I feel, looking down at a piece of paper and back to the house a handful of times before climbing the front steps and knocking.

I sit in the chair having an internal battle with myself. The insecurities I am suddenly filled with come from left field. I thought I was comfortable with the fact that I wanted Lyric to become a part of our lives. My mind continues to roll back to Levi’s worries of abandonment. I guess, deep down, I feel the same way; which is why we are such a wonderful match for each other. We’re both as insecure as they come.

The front door opens and closes. I can hear Levi greeting Lyric and introducing himself and Marley. I struggle to get up from the plush chair I’ve been watching from afar in. “Sorry about that, I got a little stuck in that damn chair.” I make an excuse and give Lyric a hug. “You found the house without a problem?” I ask and she just nods.

“How could you miss this place?” she lets out an uncomfortable laugh.

“You should have seen her penthouse in Manhattan. Well, I guess she still has it. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get her to give it up.” Levi laughs.

I miss my penthouse and I miss New York City more than I want to admit to anyone, including myself.

“You met my lovely husband Levi and my daughter, Marley. My best friend, Star, and her husband, Chrome, are on their way over here shortly. I invited them for dinner. We kind of have a big extended family. We grew up together.” I ramble and Levi eyes me. I am unsure of why I don’t feel at ease like I did the other day.

“You know a lot of people in Woodstock?” Lyric asks.

“Yes, and no. I know Star and her sisters, Paisley and Journey, as well as her husband and his band of bikers. He is the President of the Hell’s Renegades MC here in town. But that is about it. A couple locals like Cindy and Ana from Maggie’s and our kids, but that is about it.”

She nods.

“What about you? Know anyone locally?”

“Yeah, a lot of people. We lived in Woodstock until I left for college.”

I am surprised because I don’t think I remember her or anyone with the name Lyric in town. It is a name I would have remembered.

“Did we ever meet in the past?” I ask her, unsure of the answer I am going to get. I almost hope she says no because chances are I was probably a rude bitch to her if we did happen to cross paths.

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