Victim of Love by Darien Cox

Author:Darien Cox [Cox, Darien]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Published: 2015-07-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

One More Night

I didn’t see Beck at all the following morning, because I’d slept in a bit after tossing and turning all night. When I got up I learned that as promised, Beck had taken Laurie out for breakfast and sibling bonding time. I was relieved he was gone, and at the same time I was melancholy thinking he might not come back at all after his job, his macabre ‘errand’ to sell a piece of Kennedy’s death trap. Despite all that had happened, I didn’t want him to leave without saying goodbye. While my mind acknowledged that the liaison with Beck had gotten fucked up in a way that could likely never be unfucked, the part of me that had a six-ton crush on him longed to once again be in his arms, to once again turn a blind eye to his obvious complexities, just so I could feel the bliss and excitement of being in bed with Beck Turner.

I couldn’t help thinking that I should have known better. When I’d sought to stir up the complacency of my peaceful life, I’d willfully neglected to consider the cost. I’d wanted chaos, and it was only logical that chaos came with a price, and that price was pain. Beck was that truth staring me in the face. I couldn’t embrace Beck’s chaos without also embracing his pain, as the two were irrevocably intertwined. I suspected he’d made a sincere attempt to separate them for my benefit, and for his own, as I truly believed he’d wanted to experience my calm waters as much as I’d wanted to experience his turbulent ones. The effort failed, and had led to awkwardness, embarrassment, and regret.

Even so, I knew in my heart I’d never regret my spin on Beck’s crazy carousel, because despite getting emotionally knocked around a bit, I’d felt more alive taking that ride than I’d ever felt in my entire life.

But with the help of Townsend, Kamal, and Pippa dragging me out on the water for some jet skiing, I actually managed to put Beck out of my mind—aside from the fact that my butt was a bit sore from our romp last night. With the fresh air and ocean spray in my face as I sped along the waves with my friends, I managed to work myself into a good mood.

By the time we returned and sat down for beers and huge plates of steamers at the poolside bar, I’d convinced myself I didn’t care if Beck Turner came back to the resort later or not. Being physically separated from his near mystical sex appeal, the spell of him dissipated somewhat. Which was both refreshing and disheartening, as I was now clear-headed enough pick up the shattered pieces of my dignity. Telling him I loved him, for crying out loud. Agreeing to pretend we were serious. What the hell had gotten into me? Besides Beck’s cock, of course.

I was pleased Kamal hadn’t brought the subject up again, though I

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