Reckless (A Carolina Coastal Novel Book 3) by Kelsey Cheyenne

Author:Kelsey Cheyenne [Cheyenne, Kelsey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-08T23:00:00+00:00

Nineteen

Flynn

I try some of Liam’s bullshit breathing exercises on my drive home. Turns out breathing practices are a total crock of shit. The longer I drive, the more I’m able to think everything over. My thoughts return to their original angry state and there’s a good chance that the minute I get out of this car I’m going to verbally attack my parents.

A very large part of me believes they deserve it.

I pull in my driveway and throw my car door open. I slam it shut and storm into my house. So much for staying calm.

“Hi, sweetheart.” My dad is in the living room, one ankle crossed over his knee, with the newspaper held up wide. He pushes his glasses down his nose to look at me and a smile pulls at his lips.

Part of me wishes I saw my mom first. It’s easier to stay angry with her. Instead, I crack at his warm smile and soft tone. “Hi, Daddy. Where’s Mom?”

“In the kitchen. Are you okay?” He sits up, clearly reading into my tenseness and aggravation.

“I need to speak to both of you.” My dad folds up the paper, his blue eyes narrowing.

“Honey, get in here. Flynn’s pregnant.”

“WHAT?” My mom screeches and runs into the room.

“I’m not pregnant.” I shake my head. My blood pressure returns to boiling when my mom sits on the couch beside my dad. “I need you to tell me the truth.”

“About what?” My mom sits up straighter. She looks nervous. It’s almost as if she has a sixth sense and knows what I’m about to say.

“Am I adopted?”

My dad laughs, a full-on throws-his-head-back, grips-his-stomach belly laugh.

“What? Of course not.” I dig into my purse and pull out my evidence.

“Then explain all of this. Explain how we look nothing alike. Explain how I’m a fucking basket-case with a mood disorder. Tell me, Mom, why do you keep making comments about how I’m just like my dad and it scares you? My dad, as if it’s someone different than Carson’s and Lucas’ dad. How did you get a vasectomy and Mom still got pregnant? Do you know how rare that actually is?” I’m shaking, throwing papers at my parents and with each point, my voice gets louder and more shrill.

“Flynn, where is this coming from?” My dad is searching for an answer, glancing back and forth between my mother and me. My mom is still as a statue with tears building in her brown eyes. “Alice, tell her how ridiculous she sounds.”

“Chris,” my mom’s voice is watery. Something is becoming clear right now, to both me and my father.

“This isn’t—no.” My dad is shaking his head. His forehead is wrinkled as his brows angle into a deep v. He rubs a palm over his face, pulling at his chin.

“You didn’t know.” I fall back into the loveseat behind me. Never in my wildest thoughts did I imagine this outcome. I thought my dad was in on it. I don’t know what I thought happened, was

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