Strangers of the Crowd: A Dark Why Choose Halloween Romance (Strangers of Eastwood Book 3) by C L Easton

Author:C L Easton [Easton, C L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Rose Publishing
Published: 2023-10-12T16:00:00+00:00

There is something different with today. I can’t place my finger on it, though, and it’s driving me up the wall. All day in my art class, something in the back of my mind kept nagging me to check my car. I kept working on my sculptor and ignored it.

I could beat myself for being stupid. I’m beginning to think Johnny is cursed. Can spirits hitch rides? I’m starting to wonder if I brought one back, and it attached itself to my car. Bending to inspect the flat tire, I run my hand along it when I notice the puncture mark.

“The fuck?” I whisper.

Sticking my index finger in the hole. I haven’t pissed anyone off this year. Okay, that’s a lie, but Becky had it coming. There is only so much I can take before I snap, and she happened to find out the hard way. I’m not a slut for having three boyfriends. She kept telling everyone who passed her how I spread my legs for every guy on campus. No matter how often I would say no to her, doesn’t make me a slut, and that’s not how it works, she wouldn’t stop. I’m glad Cole taught me how to throw a punch because that blow to her face was impressive.

This has to be her getting me back. “Fuckin’ cunt.”

“Who’s a cunt?”

My head whipped around at the sound of Cole's deep voice. Exhaling, I point to my tire. “The cunt that did this, poor Johnny, has no luck with tires.”

Cole moves behind me, squatting to examine my tire. Placing his hand on my back. “Sorry, Wednesday.” His thumb brushed up and down my spine. “Do you have a spare?”

Angling my head to look up at him. He’s wearing a black hoodie with his club cut over the top. A deep sigh escaped my lips. He always looks so well put together, even if it’s for a bike ride. While I’m dressed in scrubby clothes today, I look like Elmer, the homeless guy. Cole’s deep chuckle pulls me out of my thoughts.

“Yeah, sorry, the spare is in the trunk.” Cole gives me the signal to pop my trunk because who wouldn’t think of doing so. Rolling my eyes, I open my car door and press the button for the trunk. I shouldn’t complain. This would take me hours to do. Cole rounds the front of the car with my spare.

“This won’t take me long, but are you sure it was somebody you pissed off?”

The muscles in my jaw twitched with annoyance. “Who else could it have been? I’m sure I broke Becky’s nose, so it would’ve been her.”

He smirks as he jacks up my car. “Those private lessons paying off, are they?”

“When you don’t have your hands all over my body, they work. But seriously though. Who else could it be? Don’t fuckin’ lie to me, Cole.”

He’s quiet while he finishes up with my tire. That’s how I know it’s not good news. It was only a matter of time before the truth came out.

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