Before Hadley by J. Nathan

Author:J. Nathan [Nathan, J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Coming of Age, Romance, New Adult & College
ISBN: 2940157659448
Amazon: B01AVHZ0GU
Barnesnoble: B01AVHZ0GU
Publisher: J. Nathan
Published: 2016-03-14T04:00:00+00:00

Caynan

I stared down at Hadley’s last text. I hadn’t been able to look at much else since it arrived during the bus ride home. Even as I climbed the steep driveway to her dark house, my eyes were glued to my phone. Tonight. 7. My house. Alarm code 4-8-6-9.

It wasn’t the implication of the text and what I hoped it meant. It was what she’d given me. A way into her home. A way into her family’s safe where I assumed a million dollar pistol would be kept. A way to destroy everything between us.

My growing guilt gnawed away at my sanity as I climbed the concrete steps to the front door. I had no idea what would happen inside. Being away at the tournament made it easy to forget the pistol. But now that I was back, and her parents were still away and my father had been up my ass to get it done, it seemed like the best time to do it. But I had a feeling waiting until she left with them the following night, made a lot more sense.

I punched in the four-number code on the alarm keypad. A green light shined. I almost wished it hadn’t. I turned the knob on the front door and pushed it open.

Stepping inside the foyer, my eyes jumped around, trying to adjust to the darkness. “Hadley?” I expected her to greet me—expected her to at least be nearby. When she wasn’t, I closed my eyes tightly, gathering the nerve to proceed. I pulled in a long shaky breath then released it, opening my eyes. The soft rustling of the light breeze outside surrounded me. “Hadley?” I tried again.

“In here,” her voice trailed in from the back of the house.

I expelled a deep breath—relief, disappointment, and excitement all wrapped up in one. Please let her be naked.

Yup, so I wasn’t just an asshole, I was a horny asshole.

I walked down the marble hallway, my sneakers squeaking a little with each step. Soft music played in the back of the house. Was that a British boy band? I stepped into the industrial sized kitchen. Her voice had definitely echoed from the cavernous room, with its perfect lighting and massive island, which was unexpectedly empty. “Hadley?”

“What’s wrong, player?” she taunted with a smile in her voice. “Having a little trouble?”

My head shot around. She wasn’t behind me. I knew she wouldn’t be. Her voice came from too far away. “You do know what I’m gonna do when I find you, don’t you?”

Her giggles trailed in from yet another direction. “I sure hope so.”

The words from the song filtered in from outside, drawing my attention to the open French doors off the kitchen. I stepped into the doorway. My body froze. I blinked several times, forcing the amazing sight to stay in focus.

Throughout her sprawling back yard sat London Bridge constructed with Styrofoam and rope. Big Ben made from stacked cardboard boxes with a clock face painted at the top. A standup cardboard cutout of the same boy band whose voices played softly as suspected.

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