Lucky: The Series by Garrett Leigh

Lucky: The Series by Garrett Leigh

Author:Garrett Leigh [Leigh, Garrett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781913220525
Publisher: Fox Love Press
Published: 2021-04-01T04:00:00+00:00


A couple of hours later, we left the house in search of food to make up for missing breakfast. The hipster diner a few streets away was in the opposite direction to where either of us needed to go, but it served decent vegetarian food—probably the last Rae would have for a while.

“Stop force-feeding me avocados,” he griped. “You’ll get me hooked, then I’ll have withdrawals back home.”

Back home. I touched the healing cut on my cheek and wondered if he was as torn about that as I was. If the conflict raging in me would even make sense to him when he was so deeply entrenched in the cause. Fuck, I want him to stay.

I poked at the eggs on my plate, perversely amused by the speed Rae inhaled his food. “You’re going to make yourself hurl.”

“I’m trying to hench up so my bones don’t get so cold.”

“The van’s not warm enough?”

“It’s fucking amazing compared to living in a tent, but I’ve just spent the night wrapped around you like a limpet, so I reckon sleeping alone tonight is going to be torture.”

He said it so casually; as though a night with me was something he could get used to. “You’ll be fine.”

Rae stopped shovelling food into his mouth and regarded me with his liquid brown gaze. “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing.”

“Liar. You’re doing that thing where you fall off the edge of a cliff.”

“The fuck does that mean?”

“Exactly what I said.” Rae pushed his plate away and wiped his mouth. “You’re shutting down about something and you think I won’t notice, or care…or both. And you’re not sure you even want me to.”

If he was trying to bemuse me with psychobabble, he was doing a good job. His motivation eluded me, though. “What makes you think you know what’s going on in my head?”

“I don’t,” Rae said. “I’m interpreting your behaviour, and you do this shit all the time.”

I had lots of bad habits. One of them was to get pissed off at someone to avoid talking about the bandage they’d ripped off a gaping wound. This wasn’t as dramatic as that, but insolence flowed out of me all the same. “You wouldn’t know what I do all the time. You’ve met me, like, six times.”

Rae didn’t blink, just stared at me a long moment before he sighed. “Whatever. I’m not going to force you to talk to me.”

I wondered if he’d walk out me like he had every time we’d come to blows about everything and nothing. But he didn’t move, and neither did I. Seconds turned into minutes, and my tongue welded itself to the roof of my mouth. The sense of killing something before it truly started was relieving and horrifying in equal measure, but I couldn’t seem to make myself get up and leave.

Rae broke our stare down and swiped at his phone. His expression changed, and in spite of myself, I leaned forward. “What is it?”

He held up his phone, showing me the text he’d received from Meg.



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