The Right Move by Amy Sparling

Author:Amy Sparling [Sparling, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

I walk away. I go straight inside without another word. I know it’s rude as hell. My mama taught me much better than this. Still, I head through the kitchen, to the stairs, then down the hallway to my master bedroom. I close the door behind me, and then I lock it.

Livi is still down there, probably in shock and wondering where the hell I’ve run off to. Maybe she thinks I’m coming right back. Maybe she’s pissed. I owe her the decency of an explanation, but I just can’t look at her again, not right now. She’s a beautiful girl, too beautiful.

She’s cute and fun … too cute and fun. Those are the exact qualities that always get me in trouble. Those girls ruin me. And I’m done being ruined.

I stand here in my room, staring at my bed and dresser and TV, all things that have nothing to do with her. I miss her lavender scent, the trail of cuteness she leaves behind her. My room is all me, and nothing of her, and it’s the exact type of sterile environment I need right now, yet for some reason here I am going back to the door. I grab the doorknob, cradling it in my fist while I contemplate whether I should go back downstairs to her.

I’m not a total asshole, but as I stand there considering my next move, my feet root into the floor until they feel like lead kettlebells. I just can’t go back down there. Whatever I’d say, whatever I’d do – it wouldn’t be enough. Best case scenario, she’s pissed at me. Worst case, I’d kiss her again.

Heaving a remorseful sigh, I back away from the door and lay face down on my bed. I just can’t do it. I’m not a coward, but I can’t get wrapped up in romance and all the fuzzy headed drama that comes along with being in a relationship with a woman. I’m a closed book for now, until the emotional wounds of my heart heal enough to even remotely trust another woman again. I don’t see that happening any time soon.

Part of me feels guilty for leaving her outside on the deck, alone and helpless. She’s already feeling vulnerable…I understand that much. She’s in a huge house, all alone in the world and now I’ve run off without a word after we kissed.

That kiss.

As incredible as it was, it can never happen again. I need to start thinking with my brain and not with the pistol between my legs. The poor girl just needs a place to live, not a guy. God, I probably ruined her night. Now she might think I’m some pervert who wants her to pay rent in sex. Fuck.

Leaving the bedroom door, I walk to the bathroom and give myself a good hard look in the mirror. The person staring back at me reflects anguish and uncertainty…not the best combination. I need to find a way to apologize, to make things right.

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