Romancing the Singer (Cami's Snow Valley Romance Book 5) by Cami Checketts

Author:Cami Checketts [Checketts, Cami]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Birch River Publishing
Published: 2017-11-03T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Daisy knew as soon as she reached the trail that it was too dark and windy to run very far, but she needed the release of energy. A short run then. She’d warm up once she started moving. She pounded up the familiar trail, her mind whirling with frustration and angry retorts, mostly directed at herself. Jamison was so good, and she was such a jerk. How did she tell him the truth when she hadn’t even told her own brother? She had cancer and could wither away just like her mother. She couldn’t leave someone who loved her behind. Maybe this round would be a simple surgery, but what if it came back like it had with her mom? It would be hard enough to break Treven’s, Maddie’s, and Hazel’s hearts. Her dad was too out of it to care one way or another.

She took in a breath and pushed it out hard, seeming to vibrate the mass in her throat. It didn’t hurt right now, but it was always there. She was being dramatic, and contrary to the act she put on while on stage, she wasn’t a dramatic person. Why did Jamison have to be so fabulous, and how was she going to keep him at arm’s length without hurting him?

She slowed her pace as sleet pelted the back of her head and the ground started getting sloshy. Darkness fell deeper, and she stopped. Taking a few seconds to breathe deeply, she knew she should head back. Would Jamison still be at Treven’s house? Her heart leapt thinking about him. She wanted to see him, wanted to be around him, but it wasn’t fair to him.

She turned around and was smacked in the face with pelting sleet and wind. Daisy lifted her hand to protect her face as she cried out. She’d felt this against her back, but hadn’t realized how strong it was until she was staring the vicious storm in the face. Yikes. How was she going to get home in all of this? She glanced around, trying to see through the storm and determine how far she’d come. She had no idea where she was on the trail, and she was cold, tired, and suddenly terrified. Why did she always have to be alone?

She steeled her spine and forced her already-tired legs into motion. The only thing she could do was plow her way through it. She’d freeze to death if she stayed here, and even if she found shelter, she wasn’t dressed warmly enough. Her long-sleeved running shirt was already soaked through.

Each step felt like it yanked more and more energy out of her as she bowed her head and fought through the wind and the sleet. Her hands ached with cold. She tried to clench them into fists, but her fingers were too frozen. She buried them in her armpits and kept trudging down the trail. Just keep moving, she repeated over and over again.

Daisy’s steps were getting slower and slower. The sleet was turning into full on snow, and she could barely see the trail.

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