No White Knight by Angel Payne & VICTORIA BLUE

Author:Angel Payne & VICTORIA BLUE
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781642630763
Publisher: Waterhouse Press

Chapter Eight

Mac

“Flight 1713 with nonstop service to Chicago is now boarding through gate C-16. We invite our first-class passengers, any Elite Gold Reward members, and any active duty military passengers to please make your way to gate C-16.”

The flight attendant’s saccharine-sweet voice traveled around the seating area of the terminal. People started gathering the things they had taken out while waiting for our plane to board.

The last fucking thing I wanted to do was make my way to gate C-16.

I wanted to still be in Taylor Mathews’ bed—or rather, on her goddamn living room floor, even with its warped floorboards that caused the worst muscle spasm my lower back had ever known, and its weird smells that had backed up my sinuses like the Hoover Dam, and—

Christ.

Even the laundry list of low-rent craptastic wasn’t going to help. I’d take the three-ring germ circus again in half a heartbeat if it meant spending one more night there. Even one more hour with her all to myself, filling my hands with her china-doll skin, lashing my mind with her nonstop word whips, making every minute better than the one that came before it, with her verve and force and life…

Life.

That fucker was not my friend right now. He—she?—was a sadist, and not in any good ways. What the hell had I done to deserve the punishment? Finally, someone as perfect as that woman had stumbled into my life, and I’d had to leave her in a rumpled mess on that eighties shag floor, after every effort to rouse her for one last fuck had been made in vain. I smirked at the memory, knowing damn well she’d just been playing me, but that hour of “adamant persuasion” had been just as much fun as if she’d actually given in…

Okay, maybe not as fun.

Around two o’clock this morning, while watching her sleep in my arms—because again with the weird mush affliction—I’d decided I would accept the job at Scripps. Not just because of the moonlight on her skin and the night breeze in her hair—though those didn’t suck—but because of the “life picture” thing as a whole. Chicago just didn’t hold the appeal it once had and I was ready to make a fresh start. The Scripps position also held new challenges. The Neurology Department head was looking to retire early, meaning the promise of advancement shone on the near horizon.

And yeah…

Mother was a major factor too.

I’d had some time to mull about the conversation I’d overheard between Claire and Killian. The more I did, the deeper I realized how often my mother had interfered with my life—and how many times I’d let her. That truth wasn’t comfortable to face. At all.

It was time to cut those strings. Emotionally and physically. All right, so they weren’t whopping Oedipus-style ropes, but strings were still strings, boundaries were boundaries, and it seemed my mom wasn’t humanly capable of respecting the guidelines on both that I’d tried setting between us. Now, maybe putting miles between us was a better idea.

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