Mine Forever 1 by Weston Parker

Mine Forever 1 by Weston Parker

Author:Weston Parker [Parker, Weston]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BrixBaxter Publishing
Published: 2018-07-13T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter 11

Ax

I’m close enough to her to smell the enchanting scent that belongs to Sabrina alone. It goes directly to my head, and I already don’t want to let her go.

“Can we talk?” I ask, feeling like a desperate teenager even saying the words. “Catch up a little?”

I watch her face, waiting for the rejection I know that’s in the offing. But it doesn’t come. She stares at me for a moment, not answering. I hold my breath, praying for mercy.

There’s never been this awkwardness between us before, and I feel it like a physical barrier. I miss the days when she was an open book. The days when she would tell me anything, about her hopes and dreams, about her plans for a future that wouldn’t come to be.

It’s something more than a disinterest in rekindling what we had. Sabrina’s reaction to me, in the diner and earlier, has swung from the begrudging interest of my last visit to outright avoidance.

What’s behind this avoidance, I wonder. It could be anger or disappointment. I am a convicted criminal, after all. But that doesn’t seem quite right to me. I’ve seen Sabrina hostile before, and I’ve seen her turn cold to people she doesn’t trust. Like Andrea Mitchell back in high school. She can give the cold shoulder like no one’s business. But she’s not freezing me out completely. It has to be something else.

Could she be keeping something from me?

The thought paralyzes me. My asshole brain instantly rushes to a conclusion I’ve never allowed myself to consider. Is she seeing someone else?

Does she have a boyfriend?

None of the dossiers my agent provided have said anything about Sabrina being in a relationship, but then again, I prevented myself many times over from asking my agent to look into her situation. I told myself that Sabrina wasn’t a part of my plan, so I didn’t need to compile intel on her.

If I’m truthful with myself now, I realize that I was as afraid of finding out she’d met someone else then as I am now. If I didn’t ask, then I couldn’t find out. I preferred to think Cape Craven and the people in it remained frozen in time, just as I was in jail.

It might not have been the brightest idea, but we all tell ourselves little falsehoods to get through the day. And there were lots of long and empty days in the big house.

I know that I don’t deserve the kind of unfettered access that I long for, and it hurts, worse than any cut or bruise from the service or jail. It hurts in a way that doesn’t diminish over time, like an open wound in my chest.

She’s staring up at the night sky, and I watch her, wishing I could read her thoughts. I’d stared up at the sky myself, for hours since I’d been let go from Tabor Correctional. I keep expecting to feel the freedom I’ve told myself is worth sacrificing. I haven’t felt it.

I only feel free when I can touch Sabrina.



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