One Night to Fall (Kinney Brothers Book 1) by Kelsey Kingsley

Author:Kelsey Kingsley [Kingsley, Kelsey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-12-02T18:30:00+00:00

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Six months later, I went home for Easter. I hadn’t heard from Patrick since that night. Not even during Christmas, when I had come home. Didn’t dare to catch a glimpse of him, didn’t dare to knock on his door, didn’t dare listen to the panicked screams coming from the dying organ in my chest.

God, I missed him. I found that the single life wasn’t for me. I found that other guys were assholes, more of an asshole than Patrick and his tickling fingers. I found that none of them knew how to kiss me the way I liked, and I didn’t have the patience to teach them. I found that a broken heart was worse than the thought of children, and I found that I would always choose him. Hands down, it would always be Patrick Kinney.

I had decided I was going to ask him to take me back. I told myself that he would; he was Patrick, and he loved me. But still, I was nervous, as though he would be a different person after only six months of separation.

Six months—it had felt like an eternity, but it wasn’t a long time, in the grand scheme of it all. How much could’ve possibly changed?

Well, everything, apparently.

“Kinsey McKenna! Will y’look at this here, Collin! Kinsey is back from school!”

Patrick’s dad waved at me from the couch, tipping his head. “Nice to see ya, Kinsey. You’ve been sorely missed around here. Right, boys?”

The seventeen-year-old twins, Ryan and Sean, flanked their father, shooting me half-hearted waves in the dismissive teenage way I remembered all too well.

Then, Mrs. Kinney threw her arms around me, pulling me into a hug that pushed tears from my eyes. She heard my sniffles against her ear, and she stepped back, holding my shoulders.

“Oh, m’dear, ‘tis been a tough time, hasn’t it? But y’know, I believe the Lord has a plan, and—”

“Mam.” Patrick appeared behind his mother, staring at her through warning eyes. My heart jumped at the sight of him; not with love, but with surprise—he did look different. Six months had made him older, and tired. Something had changed. Something had shifted in his universe, and it had pulled him away.

“Oh, Paddy, I was just about t’get ya.”

“Can y’leave us alone, Mam?”

I clenched my sweater in my fists, my mind catapulting every gut wrenching possibility at my heart.

“Oh, right, of course.”

Mrs. Kinney looked to me with sad eyes, longing eyes, and then, turned away, nodding her head as she walked toward the back of the house. Patrick motioned with a jerk of his chin for me to step back outside, and with hesitation, I complied.

Closing the door, he gestured toward a bench on the porch. “Sit down.”

He was so commanding, a harsh bite to his voice, and I did as I was told. Patrick sat beside me, and didn’t touch me, didn’t even look at me. All I wanted was for him to read my thoughts. To know that I wanted him to hold me, to kiss me, to lie and tell me everything was all right.

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