Just One Summer by Lynn Stevens

Author:Lynn Stevens [Stevens, Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lynn Stevens
Published: 2018-05-21T04:00:00+00:00

The ride back to his cabin was worse than the ride to Andy River’s house. Gracin gripped the steering wheel hard enough veins popped on the back of his hands. I tapped my foot against the floor, wishing like hell I had called the cab. The more I relived his interruption, the angrier I got. By the time he parked by my scooter, my temper was ready to blow.

Gracin didn’t say a word as he climbed out of the truck and slammed the door behind him. He never slammed his door. The truck was his baby. He stalked to the door of his cabin and flashed the keycard, leaving the door open as he went inside. I took it as an invitation to finish our yelling match. Fuck the silent battles we kept having, this one was going to be epic.

I threw the door closed behind me, rattling the windows. Gracin paced the hallway between the living room and his bedroom.

“Why does it matter?” I asked, remaining calm despite my desire to scream at him from the top of my lungs. “Why do you care if something happened between me and Sam? You made your feelings clear, Gracin. So explain it to me, because I can’t figure it out.”

He stopped and stared at me like I’d just won the stupidest person in the world contest.

“That’s not an answer. Just tell me what’s so repulsive about me?” Damn it. I started crying again. “Is it because I’m not like the models you’ve dated? Or I’m not smart enough? Or because … because of what Derrick did? Is that it? Because Derrick raped me, I’m not good enough for you.”

Gracin’s eyes widened and he closed the distance between us. “This has nothing to do with Derrick, Carly.” His hands shook as he put them on my shoulders. A slow heat rolled from his touch down to my toes. “You’re beautiful, smart, funny, and everything a guy could want in a girl.”

“Just not you,” I whispered.

He leaned down, resting his forehead against mine so I couldn’t see his face. “It’s not that I don’t want you, Carly. Please don’t think that. I do … More than I should, but … you’ll be gone soon. I won’t do the long-distance thing again. I can’t.”

“Again?” Hope swelled in my chest. He did want me. Maybe this could work after all.

He backed away and leaned against the small kitchen table, shoving his hands into his pockets. His head dropped for a moment before he lifted it to meet my stare. “You read my story. My girlfriend moved to New York a few months after we started dating, and I spent most of my time in L.A.” He shook his head as the memories overtook him. “She ended it by getting photographed with some director in a more than friendly embrace. I … I lost it and ended up having my well-publicized breakdown. Mom took me to rehab. I was washed-up, a has-been before I turned eighteen.” He met my eyes, tears rimming his.

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