Straight Fire by Abbi Glines

Author:Abbi Glines
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Abbi Glines
Published: 2023-07-04T19:08:20+00:00

Twenty-Five

Gage

Six Years Ago

This seemed to be all the time now. A constant state of rage churning inside me. I couldn’t control it. I couldn’t fucking ease it. Unless she was with me, and even then, it all depended on her mood. She’d graduated from high school, and I hadn’t been invited to the ceremony. I gripped the wrench in my hand tightly, hating that she had a life I wasn’t a part of.

When she was with me, it was so easy to forget that I didn’t get all of her. I’d never seen her bedroom or met her parents—they didn’t even know I fucking existed. Shiloh was mine. She was it for me. The days of hiding were over. She’d turned eighteen, and yet she still refused to be open to her family about me.

Thinking about her at some fucking graduation party with guys talking to her, looking at her, I slammed the wrench down and stood up. I couldn’t focus enough to work on any damn bikes. I cursed, kicking the bike I was supposed to be fixing, then slammed my fist against the wall.

“Don’t fuck the bike up more. Go walk it off or some shit. You’re gonna have to get control of your temper,” Huck called out.

I glared back at him. He had no idea what this felt like.

Huck pointed at the bike. “Don’t fuck up shit,” he warned again before turning to go back inside the office.

I fisted my hands in my hair, restless, needing to let the pent-up fury inside of me out before I fucking exploded. This was just going to get worse. I’d snap soon. I knew this feeling.

“I like that hair. In fact, it’s one of my favorite things. Please don’t pull it out,” her voice said.

I spun around to see the object of my obsession standing inside the garage, wearing a pair of cutoff jeans, a blue tank top, and a pair of cowboy boots.

I stalked toward her as she smiled at me. Most people couldn’t handle me when I was like this. They backed away, got frightened. Not Shiloh. Her eyes taunted me, daring me to do something. Knowing there was no fucking chance I’d ever hurt her.

“You’re not wearing that,” I growled as I reached her, grabbing her waist to jerk her against me.

She’d come here first. She hadn’t just gone to the fucking party yet. My girl had come to see me.

“If I wanted to, I would, but you’re right. I’m not wearing it,” she replied as her head tilted back, meeting my gaze.

“Not sure I’m gonna be able to let you go,” I warned her.

She wrapped her arms around my waist and raised her eyebrows, as if she was going to challenge me. That was nothing new. Barstools had been broken, car windows smashed in, and a few other casualties because Shiloh had pushed me until I cracked. She fucking got off on it.

“If I wanted to, I would,” she repeated her earlier words. “But I don’t want to.

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