Toxic by Kathy Coopmans & HJ Bellus

Author:Kathy Coopmans & HJ Bellus [Coopmans, Kathy & Bellus, HJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Torrid Timbre Press
Published: 2018-07-08T18:30:00+00:00

15

Alex

The lobby of Maria’s family’s bed and breakfast was buzzing like a smashed beehive with family, guests, and friends of the birthday girl this morning. All of them waiting for her to arrive. I didn’t want her catching on to my plan, so I tucked myself away in my room. A room that didn’t take long for her parents to give me after I bullshitted my way in by telling them I was her boyfriend. Stretched my lie even further by asking them not to tell her I was here. That I had been out of town working for the past few weeks and she had no clue I would be here.

I’m more than certain her mom read right through my bullshit lie. It’s just a lie for now because I will be taking Maria back and never let her go again. Her dad wanted nothing more than to knock me on my ass just for the sheer fact I was claiming to be his daughter’s boyfriend. I’m used to being around threatening men. Hell, I was raised by them, but Hart Richards is on an all new level. He should scare me. He doesn’t. It’s reassuring to know Maria has a father like him.

I came straight here last night after flying in. Just like I did last week when I flew back to Idaho from my thirty-day stay in rehab and rushed straight to The Shade Tree. Rehab was more like a fucking prison, but it was what I needed to find myself. Found myself going to a center in the upper peninsula of Michigan. Out in the middle of nowhere. Nothing but rolling hills and forest. Deserted as all fuck. Kind of ironic being that the state I now call home is nicknamed Bumfuck, Idaho. It was the break I needed from everyone and everything I knew. Thirty days to get my head on straight. Thirty days to figure out I don’t need booze to clear my mind of what I did. I was forced to face the real reason directly, with no numbing agents. It wasn’t until I tackled my problem head on that the picture became clear.

I did what I had to do for my family. It doesn’t mean it’s the end of my world. Nor is it something expected of me to do daily. I killed a man, and I’ll have nightmares over it for the rest of my life, but I’ll be in hell right alongside him if I don’t swallow that big pill of acceptance and move on.

And my first order of business in moving on is getting my woman back. The problem I had last week when I planned on taking the first step to getting her back is, she was working when I drove by the bar. Didn’t take but a second for me to turn around, park, and walk in. It took a minute to calm my frayed nerves. My senses smelling the booze and remembering that old, comforting feeling. That’s all it was.

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