The Ground Beneath Our Feet (Giving You ... Book 4) by Leslie McAdam

Author:Leslie McAdam [McAdam, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Self Published
Published: 2016-12-03T05:00:00+00:00

It all went downhill from there, though.

I didn’t see her at breakfast, because she left early for work.

When I arrived at the clinic, my first appointment was late. The second one refused to follow any of my advice.

But the third one? That was the worst.

Someone brought in a tiny Dalmatian puppy with big eyes and a collar so tight it had caused a wound because it was partially embedded in her neck. She was so weak, she couldn’t stand or walk normally, and so tiny and emaciated that she had visible bones. They’d found the dog abandoned in a neighbor’s yard.

Fuck.

“This is Dr. Michael Tate of the Pacifica Veterinary Clinic,” I said into the phone. “I need to report animal abuse.”

It had done nothing wrong except be associated with the wrong kind of people.

Kind of like my Jessica.

I needed to be patient with her.

As for the other stuff, I had to let out the tension I’d been feeling all day: the need to fix things at work, combat the stupidity of human behavior, and make my girl actually mine.

When the office closed, I changed into my parkour clothes—springy shoes and loose sweats, and hightailed it in my car to the skate park, where I knew the gang would be hanging out.

This time was different, though.

Normally when we hung out, it was just for fun. I’d jump, I’d feel the adrenaline, but I always knew I’d come back to Earth.

At the moment, though, I just wanted to leave it. I wanted to never have another shitty bastard hurt an animal ever again. I wanted to never see it.

Fucking hell.

And Jessica? God. I had the worst blue balls ever. She was all I saw when I woke up, when I went to bed at night.

I was so fucking frustrated.

She said she liked me. But I needed more. I needed someone who I could trust and who trusted me. Someone who wouldn’t tear out my heart and stomp on it.

I didn’t think she was ready for that. She was still so fragile. She’d only just stopped flinching when I touched her. The skittish look in her eyes was disappearing, but she still felt uneven. Like she wasn’t fully herself yet.

What I wouldn’t give to help her be her full self.

I squinted into the golden, late afternoon sun as I parked in the gravel parking lot. My feet crunched on the pebbles. I bent down to rough up my hands on the scratchy surface. This park had baseball fields next to the skatepark and a super cool set of industrial buildings next door. The skaters made the scrappy noise on the concrete system of jumps, ramps, and railings right next to me. I was waiting for my friends.

I ran down the grassy field, threw my hands down, swung my feet overhead, and completed a handspring, just to get out some energy. Ignoring the twitch in my knee, I leaped over a low tree branch, my back clearing it easily.

When I jumped, I felt free.

But I knew I was teasing gravity.

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