Out of Bounds (Driven by Fire Book 2) by Eden Rayna

Author:Eden Rayna [Rayna, Eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Alberta, Canada, contemporary romance, Driven by Fire, Fiction, Happily Ever After, HEA, Just a Fling, romance, Rural, Small Town, Steamy Romance, Kindle, Kindle unlimited
Publisher: Eden Rayna
Published: 2019-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 26

Bobby

I grind my teeth so hard that my jaw is sore. I stomp back and forth across the room, breathing fire and shooting smoke. That call made me angrier than I thought it would. Everything went according to plan. I wanted to make him wait for me at the café knowing I would never show, then I would call and say my piece, and finally, I would be the one to end the conversation.

So, if everything worked out as perfectly as I wanted it to, why am I so angry? I let out the scream that I have been holding in since hanging up the phone. I scream until my lungs burn and are empty. Then I take a deep breath and scream again.

I wait a couple of minutes and make the mental note that none of my neighbours came running. I’m not surprised. Brandon does some serious recon before buying a house and chooses neighbours who keep to themselves. And if the guy two doors up is any indication of the kind who live on this street, well, let’s just say I won’t be counting on anyone to rescue me.

I don’t know who I’m angrier with, Luca for lying to me about being Sasquatch or me for not knowing it was him in the first place. And to think I said I trusted him! There is nothing trustworthy about Luca. He tried to manipulate me and he almost succeeded. I was on the cusp of being ready to contemplate the idea of telling him why I left.

We are going to have to learn to live as unfriendly neighbours.

I pace my way to the stairs and stomp up, threatening to put my foot through each riser with my heavy footfalls. I walk into my closet and grab my UofA sweatshirt since it’s the one thing that can provide me with some sort of comfort right now. I nuzzle my face into it before sliding it over my head then pull the hood up over my now staticky hair and cinch it tight around my face. I stomp back downstairs, flip the fireplace on and settle down on the bear-print couch with my quilt pulled up to my chin symbolically hiding from the world.

I stare into the flames, trying to zen out and hypnotize myself with the dancing movement. Even in a fabricated fireplace that turns on at the flick of a switch, each flame comes out different, unique. Does each flame’s flicker impact the one to come next, or do they all have their own course from the beginning?

Why can’t I have my own plan? I used to make my own decisions. Lately, each one of my movements is reactionary to Luca’s. How am I supposed to make a life for myself here when I am constantly readjusting based on what he does or doesn’t do?

My spiralling thought process is disrupted by my phone ringing. I sit up and pick it up off the coffee table grumbling at the caller who dares disrupt my brooding time.

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