Stark Resolution (Stark Trilogy Book 3) by C D Bradley

Author:C D Bradley [Bradley, C D]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance
Publisher: CD Bradley LLC
Published: 2017-03-24T18:30:00+00:00

Owen Stark sat in his new wheelchair at The Wedge Café drinking black coffee and waited. The café’s location in the Arrowhead Zone of building nine gave him the perfect vantage point for the brightest part of his day. Any minute now, the doors would open and for a brief shining moment he would see her.

He wondered how she liked her bag of goodies. He had painstakingly made sure each item was exactly as she liked it. He hoped Holt had time to put the letter in it. He knew that he wasn’t supposed to contact her, but he had to at least send her something, some message to tell her that he would always love her. God, what he wouldn’t give to be close enough to tell her himself, to smell the jasmine in her hair, to touch her.

He knew better. He knew this was for the best. Why is it so damn hard to leave her alone?

The body wash, he had overnighted from Aspen. That shit was hard to find on short notice. He remembered her soft moans when he massaged it into her skin. Did she remember that too? Did she think of me? The major had told him she was dealing with some significant amnesia and that her memory may return in time, but it may not. The major had also advised him that it would be best to leave her alone, but he was already failing miserably at that.

Pathetically, he sat there each morning just to catch a glimpse of her as she went by. From this vantage point, he had a perfect view of her as she left the elevator, and the 8.6 minutes it took for them to walk the main hall across building nine. She and Holt never noticed the guy in the hoodie sitting in a wheelchair as they passed the café. He was beginning to learn that even here, most people didn’t see you when you were broken. Those who did averted their eyes to avoid the awkward pity and ugliness of a discarded toy.

Did I used to be like that too? Tall and strong, blessed with legs that let me go anywhere I wanted. Had I overlooked the fallen? Now that he had crossed through the looking glass he saw the world in a whole new light.

The elevator doors opened. This was it. Excitement gave way to shock as the floor opened up beneath him and he felt the ground give way. In the elevator, he saw Kira holding Holt’s hand. Not like you would hold on to a friend, but tender like a lover. His heart sunk and the room began to spin. Just then, Holt bent down and kissed her perfect jasmine hair. She smiled up at Holt as they started down the corridor.

Stark shook his head. NO! No. No. Fucking No! Memories came rushing like waves into his mind. He could still see her lying naked in his arms. He could smell the honey jasmine in her hair, feel her skin on his.

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