Laying it Bare After a Loss (Laying it Bare Series Book 6) by L.E. Martin

Laying it Bare After a Loss (Laying it Bare Series Book 6) by L.E. Martin

Author:L.E. Martin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, love, loss, overcoming, best friends, heartache, steamy, heartbreak, dealing
Publisher: L.E. Martin


Eight

~Trinity~

Between the force of his body colliding with mine and the impact of the unforgiving ground underneath us, my breath whooshed out of me. But I did manage to suck in a decent breath and yelled, “Get the hell off of me!”

He flipped me over, his dark eyes filled with hatred, his black greasy hair sticking up in places and matted onto his forehead in others. He smelled like a brewery and he screamed slurred sentences at me I didn’t understand but I was pretty sure he called me Anna.

I tried to shove him off of me but that only angered him more. “I’m not Anna!”

His responding slap made me see stars. He got in two more well placed hits – one to my right eye and one to my mouth before I was able to wrench one of my arms free. I cocked my arm back as far as I could and slammed my forearm into his chin. When my blow distracted him for a moment, I jerked my knee up as fast as I could to strike him right in the crotch. Then I wiggled out from underneath him and scrambled for my front door. Once inside, I slammed it and locked and bolted it almost simultaneously. Then I slid to the floor and curled in on myself, my entire body shaking with left over adrenaline and fear. What the fuck was that all about?

My neighbor’s shouts joined his screaming out on my lawn. The hollering making me cringe. What if that stranger was armed? Although he didn’t try to use a weapon on me. Should I call the cops? Would someone else? I didn’t think I wanted that because I wasn’t sure I really preferred to deal with it. He had no right to attack me like that but he had mistaken me for someone else. And me and court rooms didn’t mix well. Finally the back and forth commotion ceased. I waited for about five minutes after the yelling match had ended before I stood and amazingly managed to walk over to my couch – my legs quivering the entire time – and plopped down. I grabbed my phone from my coffee table and sent a quick text to Mitch.

Me: Will you be on your way soon?

Mitch: I’ll be leaving here in about ten minutes. Anxious to see me? ;)

He had no idea how anxious and unfortunately it wasn’t for a quickie before heading out to the bar. But I didn’t want him freaking out while driving so I chose not to correct him. There would be time to freak out later. Well maybe now. Ugh. We were planning to meet his friends out tonight. My insides were a mess and I was sure my outside appearance resembled that of an MMA fighter after his first big fight. But he was close to his friends and enjoyed going out with them. I wondered if makeup could conceal the damage. Hell, I was afraid to assess the damage.



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