Kimberly LaFontaine - Let It Shine by Kimberly LaFontaine

Author:Kimberly LaFontaine
Language: fr
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-02-20T20:42:48+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Two very, very long weeks.

Two weeks of hospital visits and daily phone calls with Lee, of time spent in the intensive care unit trying to keep Brandon company while he was out of his mind on morphine and who knows what else, babbling incoherently, not knowing where he was or who I was until the last couple of days.

Two weeks of driving an hour each way every day to meet with this developing guru or that public relations guy, of being enormously pleased with myself for having signed a contract and taken home a first check of six grand. My first corporate advance.

Two weeks to get wrapped up in my head about the emotional messes I"d helped create. Two weeks of listening to Leslie talk incessantly about Amy—when they were going to meet, where they"d have a beer and talk, when they finally did meet and nothing much was said, how they"d try to be civil and keep in contact, how deeply all of it upset my friend.

After those long, frustrating talks, we"d kiss passionately, almost desperately, in her driveway until we reached the point where she"d bolt and run to her door, locking me out again.

Two weeks of no contact with Alex, during which my head spun with what-ifs and regret again, like I"d made little or no progress at all.

Yeah, it was a damned rough two weeks.

Brandon had been released from the hospital at the end of those two weeks. It was a Saturday. His father had taken him home and hadn"t been gone for more than five minutes when Brandon called me.

“I need a drink,” he"d said and I"d laughed, thinking he wasn"t serious. But he was. I argued with him. He got pissed off. Finally, I relented and agreed to come pick him up and take him to a bar, where he had not one but four drinks and was really drunk by the time I drove him back to his apartment.

The texting started on my way home. It was innocent enough at first, but I couldn"t seem to keep a handle on my emotions. It was like my brain was frayed along the edges where logic takes over.

I"d texted just how hard it was not to reach out and kiss her and how little willpower I had when it came to her.

Honesty can get you into so much trouble. Before, I"d hoped that telling her that I was attracted would help me put it behind us. But since it was a mutual thing, it seemed like the talk had only opened the floodgates rather than strengthen the dam. We both knew we were playing with fire and didn"t seem to care.

She"d written, “I"m only going to say this once and I want you to erase after you read it. I want you to explode in my face. I want to fuck you until you beg me to stop. I want you on your knees.”

That message had stopped me cold. There I sat, at a traffic light that was green, with cars honking behind me, reading and rereading the message.

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