Break Me by Tracy Wolff

Author:Tracy Wolff [Wolff, Tracy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2019-04-29T15:11:53+00:00

Day Four: Destiny

The teakettle starts whistling when I’m halfway across the kitchen, trying to figure out what kind of tea I want. I make a flying leap for it, trying to shut it up before the noise wakes Heath. It’s one in the morning and he’s finally asleep. The last thing I want to do is disturb him now that he’s finally out.

I mean, there’s a part of me that wants nothing more than to disturb him. We just spent the last three hours cuddled up in my bed, bodies wrapped around each other as we talked about anything and everything. It was amazing and I couldn’t help being a little sad when he drifted to sleep, just because there are so many more things I want to learn about him. So many more things I want to know.

The thought should have me scrambling backward as fast as I can. After all, it’s not like he’s in any kind of place to start a relationship. Fresh out of a bunch of surgeries, struggling to come to grips with losing a career that means everything to him. Not sure who he is anymore or where he fits in the world. There might as well be a giant red X over his head in the relationship game.

Then again, if you’d asked me three days ago, I would have told you I wasn’t in the market for a relationship either. I would have told you my work is all the relationship I can handle right now. I would have told you a lot of things...and then Heath walked in and blew everything I thought I knew about myself and my world straight out of the fucking water.

It’s that thought that has me deciding on my special winter blend tea because it’s all about comfort. After finding a mug, I pour water over the tea bag, then head toward the barn. I got just enough sleep earlier that it’ll be hours before I manage to go under again, so I might as well work. Especially since there’s an idea burning in the back of my brain that’s growing more and more insistent.

I’m not sure how to do it yet, not sure how I’m going to pull off what I see in my head. But I know I need to try or it’s only going to make me crazy.

Once in the barn, I take a long sip of my tea before reaching for one of my blowpipes. As I do, I ignore the fact that it’s not where it belongs. Just like I ignore the fact that a bunch of things aren’t where they belong right now.

From the minute Fabian and his crew showed up here, that damn photographer touched everything in my studio. He wanted a picture of the blowpipes over here and the glory hole over there and the steel arms near the window—never mind the fact that they don’t belong near the window and make no sense near the window. Any glassblower

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