Not My Hero: Black Mountain Academy by Michelle Heard

Not My Hero: Black Mountain Academy by Michelle Heard

Author:Michelle Heard [Heard, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MA Heard
Published: 2020-11-06T00:00:00+00:00


COLTON

Grinning, I watch Brie run into her room.

That’s the last thing I expected to see, but damn, the guy in me won’t deny it was one hell of a hot sight.

Up until a second ago, I was worried because of the panic attack Brie had in the kitchen, and now I’m practically wiping drool from my mouth.

Never a dull moment, that’s for sure.

I shoot back into my room, and grabbing clean clothes, I go shower quickly. When I’m clean and dressed in my usual sweatpants and t-shirt, I notice Brie’s door is open, and she’s not in her room.

I hear Mom chuckle from her own room and head in that direction. Standing in the doorway, I watch as Mom squirts something into Brie’s palm.

“Just rub it all over your face and neck,” Mom says.

I lean a shoulder against the doorjamb and ask, “Brie, you want to watch a movie once you’re done?”

She glances over her shoulder. “Sure.”

Even though I’m worried about Brie, I know hovering around her won’t help her heal. Reluctantly, I leave the women to do their thing. I know the time they spend together is good for both of them.

I go to the living room and sitting down on a couch, I switch on the TV and begin to scroll through the movie selection.

I have no idea what Brie likes to watch, but luckily I don’t have to wait long for her. She’s aiming for the other couch, but I catch her hand and pull her down next to me.

Mom goes to get a glass of water, then says, “Enjoy the movie. I’m heading to bed. Don’t stay up too late.”

“Night,” I call out.

“Goodnight, Mrs. Lawson,” Brie says, and then she looks at me. “What are we watching?”

“I have no idea,” I admit. “What kind of movies do you like?”

I scroll through a couple, and when Brie doesn’t answer me, I glance at her. She’s drawn her bottom lip between her teeth again, then admits, “I don’t know what I like.”

Oh, right. She wasn’t allowed to watch TV, and the way she reacted when Mom said she should take a long bath tells me that was an issue with Brie’s mom as well. It must’ve been hell growing up with that woman for a mother.

Not wanting anything intense, I go to the fantasy and sci-fi section, then ask, “How about The Host. It’s about aliens taking over the planet.”

“Okay.”

I press play, and we watch the first couple of minutes. A soft scent drifts from Brie, and it makes me highly aware of her.

I clear my throat and ask, “Do you feel better?”

She wipes imaginary fluff off her pants, then mutters, “Yeah, sorry. I don’t know why that happened earlier.”

Lifting an arm, I rest it over her shoulders. “Was it a flashback?”

She nods, and I pull her into my side.

“It happened to me the other day at school,” I admit, hoping it will make her feel better.

“It did?” she asks, glancing up at me.

“Yeah. In history.”

A light frown forms on her forehead.



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