Knoxed Up (Beech Grove Book 3) by Mayra Statham

Author:Mayra Statham [Statham, Mayra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mayra Statham
Published: 2018-07-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Lena

“Earth to Lena!”

“Wait, what?” I shook my head, trying to focus on my best friend, who was sitting in front of me.

“What is the matter with you?”

“Nothing. What were you saying?”

“Only that she thinks nudes are art,” Aubrey exclaimed, and I tried to come up with what the hell she was talking about.

“Oh,” I mumbled as I looked at the people sitting around us, my mind drifting to Knox. Why was he never far from my mind? I felt semi-unhinged. Not even Efren Harris, my first crush back in middle school, had taken so much headspace.

“Earth to Lee!”

“I’m sorry, Bee,” I apologized guiltily.

“Is this about the old guy?” she asked, and I ran my fingers through my hair and fought from rolling my eyes.

“What? Knox is not old.” I shook my head at her.

“Umm, okay…” Aubrey rolled her eyes, brushing her jet-black bangs out of her face. “Just saying he’s closer to retirement than us, though.”

“Anyone older than us is,” I pointed out trying not to laugh. “Okay, so, what were you saying?”

“She thinks nudes are art!” My best friend huffed, and I laughed, taking a sip of my ginger ale. My best friend was my other half. She understood me in a way not even my family could.

“Who does again?”

“My boss’s girlfriend,” she huffed, resting her head on her hand. I could see the longing in her eyes for a man who didn’t notice her unless he needed something.

“So, that makes her what? A Vincent Van Hoe?” I winked, and she cracked an odd smile.

Aubrey Rey was many things, but bubbly, or expressive for that matter, wasn’t one of them. It was probably why we got along so well. We had met freshman year in college and had been inseparable since our Sociology 101 class.

“Right?! See, that’s the answer I was expecting from my smart-assy, sarcastic, funny best friend! Come on, Lee, you’ve been a million miles away since old man Hemingway left.”

Knox had come back five days after our night together and had stayed for three.

They had been bliss.

A vacation from life.

It seemed in the day of light and real life, everything was better just being around him. But real life was a bitch. I had work, and he had work, so we had to keep going on without each other.

That had been a month ago. An entire month. We talked and texted, but the time zones and our schedules hardly aligned.

Bottom line: long distance was for suckers.

I knew I should give it up.

I should call it quits. Every time I talked it up in my head and why it made sense to end the possibility, he called, and just the sound of his voice made me wonder how the hell I had survived thirty entire years before having heard his voice. It was exhilarating and soothing, and I was half in love with him already. Which was ludicrous. Who fell in love with a man in the span of five days of actual facetime?

Me. That’s who.

“Old man Hemingway.

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