Remembering Him by Lucia Ashta

Author:Lucia Ashta [Ashta, Lucia]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-07-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

~ Jace ~

My living room had never felt so tiny and cramped. The air lodged in my lungs, making my breathing shallow, and my heart beat too quickly. I got lightheaded like I was some waif about to have a fainting spell instead of a man who was two hundred pounds of muscle.

But Rae was here. After all this time, Rae was here.

The moment she closed the door behind her, I couldn’t help but notice how alone we were. In my apartment. When we’d been teenagers, we would’ve been rushing to the bedroom, lost to a tangle of tongues and limbs, racing each other there. We would’ve been naked in ten seconds flat. I wouldn’t have wasted a moment before sliding inside her and she would have fucking loved it.

So much had changed since then. I didn’t think of the bedroom—okay, I was fucking lying. I did think of the bedroom and my king-sized bed and all the things I would have loved to do to her and have her do to me. Except now thoughts of the bedroom surfaced only to torture me. I’d never been one for denying myself what I wanted. Hell, we only lived once.

But Rae was one hundred percent off limits. Not because of her—though she was recovering from a serious injury and I might not have gone there anyway for that reason—but because of me. Since I’d last seen her, I’d struggled to learn to respect myself again after the girl I’d loved didn’t see anything in me to respect or cherish. She’d tossed me away like garbage.

With a start, I noticed I was staring at her while considering all the reasons I shouldn’t be.

And she was staring back with wild eyes that seemed to be trying to speak to me, but I couldn’t tell what they were saying.

Her cheeks were flushed, though not enough to conceal the fact that she was pale beneath the blush. She was a bit too thin, her shoulders curved slightly inward. When she seemed to notice me considering her hair, she tucked the long strands on one side behind an ear and cast her gaze downward, like she was embarrassed.

“I, uh,” she started, toeing at the floor with the same black leather shit-kicker boots she’d worn in high school. She also wore the t-shirt I’d given her, the one she used to love the most. What the hell was that about? Was she here to rub that shit in my face? Why else would she wear the shirt I’d gifted her?

A deep grumble vibrated through my chest and I could suddenly breathe again. Anger replaced my panic. “I uh isn’t going to cut it. I’ve got stuff to do and no time to waste on the past. Whatever you want, spit it out so I can get on with what I have to do.”

She looked up at me, her eyes wide with surprise … and maybe hurt … before nodding rapidly and then wincing.

“Are you okay?” I asked before I could stop myself.

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