Summer Of My Secret Angel by Anna Katmore

Author:Anna Katmore
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: fiction, romance, adventure, cancer, fantasy, paranormal, sad, france, angel, redemption, contemporary, teen, london, sarcasm, first kiss, first love, best friend, mother daughter, play with me, piper shelly

JULIAN’S ROOM

“SECRETS” DRIFTED FROM the iPod with the voices of OneRepublic. My boots sat lonely on the stone tiled floor while I hugged my knees to my chest, lounging on the center of Julian’s queen-size bed. The lamp on his nightstand tinted the plain walls a soft yellow.

Pressing my chin to my bent knees, I eyed Julian half sitting on the corner of his maple desk, his hands gripping the edge. Raindrops slid down the window behind him in rhythm to the drumming on the roof.

“I’m impressed. You must have taken a ride through hell to see me here. So what did you want to talk about?” His eyes were warm, friendly, though his tone revealed a certain hint of impatience.

About why the bloody hell you’re shoving me away.

I shrugged. My gaze wandered around, taking in the partly open door to the bathroom and the high wardrobe with sliding panes. “You’ve got a nice room.”

“I guess it looks pretty similar to yours.” He cast a glance over the room then at me. “But you certainly didn’t take this terrifying walk to compliment my room, did you?”

I studied his face, which he kept expressionless. Okay, it was time to stop playing games and show my hand. “What happened last weekend that you now can’t stand to have me near you anymore?” Incomprehension narrowed my eyes. “I mean, nothing really happened between us, did it?”

Lips compressed to a line, he puffed a sigh. “No, nothing really happened.” His glance dropped briefly, a muscle in his jaw ticked.

“Then why are you staying away from me?”

Julian blinked slowly while he shook his head once. “It’s complicated.”

“Complicated?” Wait one second; let me eat a bowl of alphabet soup and poop a better argument than that. Loosening the hug of my knees, I crossed my legs and braced my elbows on my thighs, lacing my fingers.

He nodded, pushed away from the desk and paced the room, hands tucked into his pockets.

“Julian, I was shoved into an orphanage when I was five because my mother didn’t want me. In the winter, I slept wearing all four pairs of socks I owned just to stop my teeth from rattling.” My voice rose a few notches with every word. “Last week, I was caught stealing a bloody jacket, and a kid-loathing judge shipped me off to France where I now have to stay with people I hardly know and a mother I no longer care about. And you talk about complicated?”

The bloody wretch wouldn’t even turn in my direction.

“Dammit, Julian, would you please look at me?”

First, only his eyes switched to mine, but then his head angled and he gazed at me directly. However, his lips remained sealed.

“Why don’t we just pretend that little nothing which happened Sunday morning really was nothing and we go back to what we were before?” I rubbed my hands over my face. “I really could do with a friend here, you know.”

As my words sunk in, his puzzled expression began to relax, as did the distance he’d put between us.

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