Rock Star, Confined by S.M. Shade

Author:S.M. Shade [Shade, S.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Patrick

The sound of rain lashing at the windows wakes me and I lie in bed, replaying the night before. Geneva and I need to talk, not just about whatever she’s keeping to herself, but about our future after the quarantine. The number of cases hasn’t improved much, but most states are discussing the plans to reopen regardless, and within a few months, I expect we’ll have real life responsibilities to face again. I’m not sure how we’d make it work, what her plans would be, but I know I don’t want this to end.

My footsteps break the silence as I walk down the hall to the kitchen and pour a cup of coffee. Geneva sits on the screened porch with her laptop in her lap and earbuds in her ears. Part of me doesn’t want to interrupt her if she’s working, but she’ll avoid me like she did after that first kiss if we don’t get the awkwardness over with now.

“Hey.”

She pulls her earbuds out and sets her laptop aside when I sit beside her. “Hey. I made a Caesar salad for lunch. It’s in the fridge.”

“Great, thanks.” The way she stiffens up when I lean to press a kiss to the corner of her mouth isn’t encouraging. “What’s wrong? Talk to me.”

Her forced smile is familiar. “Nothing, I’m—”

“Don’t fucking say you’re fine.”

Her head moves back, and she blinks. “I know you’re pissed I took off last night, but I needed some time by myself. I have a right to that.”

It’s the first time I’ve been angry at her. “Don’t give me that shit. Yes, you have the right to do whatever you want. But you could think for one minute that maybe I was worried while you were driving around alone and upset in the middle of the fucking night. What if it was the other way around and I ran out after a call like that and stayed gone all night? Would you have given a shit or is that my right?”

It takes her a long minute to answer. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to worry you. I wasn’t in the best mind and all I could think about was getting some space. I didn’t see you texted me until I pulled over to turn around. I texted back.”

My hand rasps across the stubble on my face. Anger isn’t going to help. “I’m not pissed. I’m concerned.” She doesn’t pull away when I brush her hair behind her ear. “Why did you sleep on the couch?”

“To avoid this conversation.”

She’s honest, I’ll give her that much.

“I understand how bad that probably looked but I’m not a criminal. I’m not in any trouble and I don’t need any help. Some shit from my past came up and I dealt with it, but it isn’t something I’m willing to talk about…with anyone. It’s a part of my life that I’m ashamed and embarrassed about. All I want is to leave it behind me. I know that sounds like an excuse and you may not understand, but that’s how it is.

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