Oxford Shadows by Marion Croslydon

Author:Marion Croslydon [Croslydon, Marion]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780957282445
Publisher: Carlux Publishing
Published: 2013-04-28T22:00:00+00:00

23

BABY 4GIVE ME. WAS TOTAL MORON.

CALL ME.

WHERE R U? CALL ME BACK?

COMING TO URS.

He had sent the last message at 1:28 A.M. After that, radio silence. Had he come to Christ Church? If he had, he would have found that she wasn’t in her room. Her absence in the middle of the night was incriminating. The thought of Rupert knocking at her door, of what he must have assumed, made her want to hurl. She hadn’t been tangled up with the sexy waiter. She had been … hell, she would have to spill the beans to him about her nighttime excursion.

A car passed her by, and the acrid smell of its exhaust fumes unsettled her stomach again. Her legs became numb, and she feared she would collapse on the sidewalk. Bending forward, she laid her palms on her upper thighs and took in a lungful of air.

God, she needed him. It hurt thinking just how much. Tears tipped over her eyelids and cascaded down her cheeks. She didn’t want to need him. She wanted to manage on her own. Because one day he would go away. He would fall for someone else and leave, just like her own dad had called it quits when he had knocked up her mom. And it was the best Madison could wish for Rupert. She didn’t have a future, not one of her own at least. There had always been the dead people wandering through her life and her dreams. Now she had invited Aurélie and her followers into her life as well.

She sniffed and ran her index finger under her runny nose. Her other hand clenched her cellphone as she struggled to accept Rupert’s concerns for her. He had called her. He had apologized. He had wanted to see her, to check on her. That knowledge settled her churning stomach. The nausea receded.

She sniffed again, dried her cheeks with the back of her knuckles, and stood back up. The only hands she wanted on her were Rupert’s. The only lips caressing hers had to be his. His body was the only one she wanted to feel against her in the mornings. There might never be more than those moments for them. There might never be any happy ever after for them because he would have to get tired of all the madness in her life. But, surely, there could be a few more chapters to write in their story.

A hiccup made her shoulders heave. She grabbed her satchel from the sidewalk, slung it across her shoulders and broke into a run. Jericho, and Rupert’s house, was a mere twenty minutes away. She needed to get there in double-quick time today to reassure him, show him she was okay. She had made it. Out of breath, her hair dangling over her face, she rang his bell. It was 6:05 A.M. If he had come to Christ Church just before two A.M., then the night had been short for him. Unless he hadn’t slept at all.

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