Burn (Electric Series #3) by E. L. Todd

Author:E. L. Todd [Todd, E. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fallen Publishing
Published: 2016-10-10T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Volt

Goddammit.

I hated sleeping alone. When women spent the night, I never cuddled. Sometimes they would come to my side of the bed, but by the time I woke up the following morning, we were on opposite sides of the mattress. But with Taylor, I loved sleeping with her.

And now that she was gone, I was exhausted.

I couldn’t get any sleep no matter how hard I tried. I cleared my mind and even counted sheep, but that didn’t work. Instead, I pictured my girl giving me that disappointed look.

Damn, it sucked.

I couldn’t blame her for being upset. I purposely misled her and withheld information because of how it would negatively impact my life. I planned on telling her eventually. I wouldn’t want her to come over to my parents’ place for dinner without a heads-up.

But I’d been waiting until the last possible moment.

I just didn’t want to screw up what we had. I was protecting our relationship, which was still new and growing.

But I demolished it anyway.

I wanted to contact her, but I stopped myself from sending the endless number of text messages I composed on my phone. I wanted to call her just to hear her voice, but I kept my hand steady.

I missed her.

I spent my time working, tutoring Clay, and hanging out alone in my apartment. She was probably busy with her students, grading endless papers, and setting up future labs. Knowing her, she was keeping herself occupied so she wouldn’t think about how pissed she was.

How much space was I supposed to give her?

I hadn’t been in a relationship for a long time, and I wasn’t even sure if my most recent one qualified. If she was cheating on me with her ex, then I obviously wasn’t the best boyfriend in the world. She didn’t love or respect me, and like a fool, I was planning to make her my wife.

Did that really count?

As time went on and five days passed, I started to have a breakdown. When Taylor walked out, was that the end of our relationship? Was that a break up? Did I misinterpret what she meant and lose her completely?

I couldn’t lose her.

I couldn’t handle it.

I’d only had her in my arms for a few weeks, not even a month. And they were the greatest weeks of my life. She made me happier than I ever thought I could be. Her friendship was never enough. I always needed all of her to move on and find myself again.

I couldn’t let her go.

***

I knocked on her door and hoped she would answer.

If she took one look at me through the peephole then pretended not to be home, I’d have to break down the door. And if that just made her hate me more, then I’d have to hunt her down on her way to work, on her way home, wherever I could find her.

Because I had to make this right.

Luckily, she opened the door. She wore the exact expression I pictured her wearing, full of anger and irritation.

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