Blind Melody: Second Chance Romance (Muse & Music Book 3) by J.R. Rogue

Author:J.R. Rogue [Rogue, J.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rogue Books
Published: 2020-08-26T18:30:00+00:00

Lovin’ You Against My Will

Sonnet

I’ll always be a dead-end to some men—that’s what I should know, what I’m avoiding.

If I leave my porch, I’ll hear Hunter strumming in his room, and if he’s trying to get me to listen to the words he might sing, that’s his problem. I’m ready for him to leave the cabin. To leave me and this. I escaped the noise in Missouri. Now I need to escape the noise here.

There’s no denying it now: I’m the noise. I’m the thunder and lightning. I’m the chorus, swelling. Hunter made me a song, but I’ve always been a storm.

The drink in my hand is warm. I take a sip, and it’s colder than I thought. It would be so easy to just drink it away. To hope the hangover won’t reach me in the morning. To cross the hall, fuck Hunter, and pretend we won’t part. Pretend his life has a place for me. Pretend we haven’t spent years skirting around this.

Brooklyn comes up the back lawn from the fire. She finds me outside, tears in my eyes. I wipe them away with the sleeve of my cardigan.

“What’s up? Oh shit, you’re crying. I’ll leave. God. Oops. Okay, bye.”

I laugh at her blubbering. “It’s fine. Sit.”

I can tell she doesn’t want to, probably because crying people are uncomfortable to be around. But I’m done crying.

“Anything you want to talk about? Because we can talk about it, but we can also not talk about it. Whatever floats your boat. I’m easy peasy lemon squeezy.” She laughs, but I can see I’m making her want to flee.

“No. I don’t want to talk about it.” I clear my throat, compose myself. When I speak again, my voice sounds normal-ish. “Let’s talk about you. How long have you been working here? Do you like it?”

“Two years.” She smiles, and I remember the jobs I had when I was her age. I hated all of them. She’s lucky. “And yeah, man. Sera’s a great boss. She really wants me to focus on schoolwork, and when y’all are writing, the main hall is a great place to study when I don’t want to be home alone. Because being out here in the woods can get creepy. That’s why I’m here all the time.” She throws out a nervous laugh.

“Well, the textbooks gave you away. I don’t think anyone assumed you were just being weird or anything.”

“I know. Did you go to college?” she asks.

“No,” I admit, and for some reason, it still holds a pang. It’s a regret. Maybe I would have found my way to writing sooner if I had more mentors in adulthood like I did in high school. Instead, I spent three years after high school partying, the after-effects of another familial heartbreak.

“It’s fucking hard,” Brooklyn says, more relaxed. “Sometimes, I just want to quit.”

“Don’t. You have the perfect setup here. A lot of people would kill for that. A boss who wants you to do schoolwork on the job? Forget about it, that’s a dream.

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