Second Dive: A Second Chance Sports Romance (Kings Of The Water Book 3) by Jasmin Miller

Author:Jasmin Miller [Miller, Jasmin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-10T00:00:00+00:00

Twenty-One

Chloe

When I wake up the next morning, my brain is fuzzy. Until the events from last night slam into me. The sex. Goodness, the amazing sex.

Then Noah finding my medicine. My stomach clenches at the image that’s stuck in my mind. Noah looking so broken, so helpless. Then more sex later in the middle of the night. More tender this time, making me feel cherished and complete.

The bed beside me is empty, and I roll onto my back to stare up at the ceiling for a few minutes. Then I close my eyes and place my left hand on my heart and my right on my stomach, focusing on each deep inhale and exhale. Trying to find my equilibrium. Needing it to get through whatever will happen next. To me. To Noah. To us.

Even though there isn’t a future for us, I still know that I owe him more—he deserves to know how this happened.

And I was planning on telling him. Eventually.

My therapist used to say, “What happened is done and can’t be changed. How you will react to it, and what you’ll make of it though, is up to you and will shape your future.”

One of the most important pearls of wisdom I carry around with me as if it got imprinted on my new heart. She retired only a year after I received my transplant, and I had great therapists after her, but her impact has always been the most significant.

I know what the right thing to do is, but sadly, that doesn’t eliminate the desire to flee, to pretend none of this happened.

Ten more deep breaths. That’s what I give myself before I push back the covers and walk to the bathroom where thankfully, my morning brain takes over. Using the toilet, brushing my teeth, taking my medicine. It’s been my routine for so long, I don’t pause. I don’t wonder. I just do.

When I gather my hair and twist it on top of my head, my gaze drifts to the small window. I lift the blinds and stare at my tiny backyard, if you can even call it that. More like a small patio area, but that’s more than enough for me. I was lucky to snatch up a house I could afford in this neighborhood. It’s a bit out of the price range I was looking at, but it works for now.

Like an invisible pull, I look to the patio where my beloved swing is. The main reason I go outside at all. And that’s where he sits. On one side with his legs outstretched in front of him and his arms crossed over his chest, staring at the sky.

He didn’t go home. Why does my heart react to that?

I try to get a read on his face, but he’s too far away.

My fingers and toes tingle as I change into leggings, a T-shirt, and a big sweater and head downstairs. I forgo the rest of my morning routine of tea and breakfast, for now. The need to talk to Noah first overshadows everything else.

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