The Carrero Heart - The Journey: Arrick and Sophie (The Carrero Series Book 5) by L.T. Marshall

Author:L.T. Marshall [Marshall, L.T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-11-16T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

‘Shit… I’m seriously going to be late’ I am running around looking for my shoes and trying to get myself together before Christian picks me up for the school open day. I am so not with it, still half drunk, feeling like shit and in need of way more sleep, trying not to dwell on last night and Arry has not brought it up at all. He’s acting like it never happened, although we literally haven’t had a second to just think since I opened my eyes. He is trying to help me to get myself together and just keeps getting in my way clucking around me, clearly in protector mode still.

I am not a morning person, I never have been, and I am so unbelievably irritable this morning. I think it’s the after effects of last night and dreams filled with horrid memories that left me exhausted and raw inside. I know I must have been crying out in my sleep, I woke several times to Arrick calming me down and pulling me close, stroking my face and telling me he was there. I just want to throat punch everyone this morning, maybe not him, but everyone else. Aggression levels are abnormally high; I just feel crazily out of my head and should have stayed in bed.

‘Here. Calm down, you have time.’ Arrick hands me my shoe, his tone deliberately steady and cool and I hop around trying to get it on. We have barely had a moment to talk this morning, from eyes flying open when I realised I never set an alarm, to falling out of bed in panic, only to get up and realising the room was still spinning. I ended up face down with the duvet round my ankles, Arrick trying to haul me up from behind while laughing at my hopelessness and not really helping in any way.

‘I hate you.’ I curse at him for no reason other than he’s getting the blame for the state I am in, he was the one plying me with booze all night and telling me to let go as he would take care of me. I am never listening to him again, and I really think we need to talk about the amount of alcohol we drink together when we are out. I am starting to see a distinct flaw in our compatibility when we get that way.

‘Sure you do.’ He smiles at me with that annoyingly morning brightness of his, looking a lot less dead than me and thankfully all those marks on his face from last night have faded into almost oblivion. I straighten up and look at him pointedly.

‘We shouldn’t drink, we just act like assholes when we do.’ I guess this is my way of apologising to him, without apologising. And I guess my pathetic way of trying to broach the subject.

Lame Sophie

‘I am more than aware of that. Although the times we have, the first half of the alternative to fighting was pretty good.

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