Unstable (Hooked Book 4) by Charity Parkerson

Author:Charity Parkerson [Parkerson, Charity]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: M/M Romande
Publisher: Punk & Sissy Publications
Published: 2016-11-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Three months later…

“I have to go to the Nashville location tonight.”

“Okay,” Eli said, sounding as if he wasn’t concerned.

“If I could avoid it, I would. There’s no way I’ll be back in time to get you from work.”

Eli nodded as if it was unimportant, raising Jimmy’s hackles a hair more. “That’s fine. I can walk home.”

Jimmy growled. He didn’t mean for it to happen. The sound rose in his throat and escaped past his lips before he could swallow it down. All this goddamn not drinking was murder on his mood. He couldn’t stop.

“You could at least act like you care something terrible could happen to you on your way home or that you won’t be seeing me after work.”

Eli eyed him. His expression gave nothing away. “Tell me what you want me to say, and I’ll say it. I don’t know what you’re after.”

Goddamn it. He was after some fucking emotion—some clue he wasn’t alone in this inability to be apart. Instead of digging out some bravery and saying that, Jimmy allowed his temper to rise.

“For fuck’s sake, Eli. Nobody wants a goddamn puppet. If I wanted my words repeated back to me, I’d buy a motherfucking parrot.” His voice rose with every word. Jimmy didn’t mean for it to happen. With his hands on the wheel and his gaze fixed upon the road, Jimmy didn’t have to look at Eli. That made it easier for him to be a dick. Eli didn’t respond. The light turned red and Jimmy glanced his way. The man’s hands were curled into fists in his lap. His knuckles were white and his jaw was locked. He stared straight ahead—motionless. Regret slammed into Jimmy, stealing all the air from inside the truck. He’d always known he was the worst sort of bastard bred from the scum of the earth. In all his life, he’d never thought less of himself than he did in that moment. Eli had been trying not to argue. That was his only crime.

“I’m sorry I don’t give you what you need,” Eli said, sounding hoarse.

Jimmy wondered if he could pull off running himself over with the truck. He dug the heels of his hands into his eye sockets, waiting for the light to turn green. The hint of irritation, scratching at Jimmy’s brain, wanted to point out that was literally the stupidest thing he’d ever heard. Thankfully, Jimmy wasn’t a complete idiot. Before Jimmy could think of a reasonable response, Eli broke the silence.

“On the nights I don’t get to see you, I sort of putter around listlessly. I no longer know how to function without you. The thing is, I don’t want you feeling guilty for having to work, and I damn sure don’t want you thinking I’m needy. But yeah, I miss you and I wish you could be with me every night. I’m also not helpless.” He met Jimmy’s gaze. Fire blazed in his eyes. “And I absolutely know what bad things can happen to people on the streets late at night.

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