Fallacy by K.A. Berg

Author:K.A. Berg
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BergBooks LLC

Chapter Thirty

Alex

“What’s with the blondes-only rule you have?” Jones, the team’s quarterback, yells over the din of the music in the club.

“I don’t have a rule about blondes,” I say furrowing my brow at him.

“Yes, you do,” he chuckles. “You only go for blondes.”

I think for a moment. Have I been going for just blondes lately? I glance back to the girl who I was just checking out at the end of the bar before Jones said anything. She’s blonde. Damn.

“Who was she?” Jones questions, bringing my attention back to him.

“Who was who? What’s with all the riddles today, man? You hit your head in practice or something?” We’ve been out plenty of times since I’ve been here, and he’s never been this weird before.

Raising an eyebrow at me, he clarifies, “Who is the blonde that has you all messed up?”

A year and a half later and it’s still visible to people around me Quinn has a power over me. I try to deny it—even to myself—but I’m not fooling anyone.

“It’s not something I do on purpose. I didn’t even realize it until you just pointed it out.” No sense in lying, and I really wasn’t doing it knowingly. I mean, I know here and there I would go home with a woman who reminded me of Quinn, but I didn’t realize I was doing it all the time.

“Who was she?” he asks again.

Sighing, I slam back a shot of tequila and give him the answer he’s looking for, “She was my girl. She left without ever giving me a reason why. I loved her, and she broke my fucking heart.”

“Ahh.” He nods. “She also the reason for this?” he asks flicking a finger through my now much longer hair. I haven’t cut my hair since I’ve been out here. It now rests just above my shoulders. I have a much difference appearance than when I first came out here. Longer hair, which is also slightly lighter from the year-round sun. I have a nice tan too. I’ve put on a little muscle and am in the best shape of my life. I’ve taken up hiking and swimming. Spending more time outdoors here than I did in Jersey.

“Not her, but all the ones around here. These ladies love my hair. I can understand the love, though. Tell me you don’t like using hair for leverage,” I joke, well, kind of, because the women do love to pull my hair, and I like it.

“How long are you going to keep taking home chicks who remind you of her before you go fix it?” he asks. I’m not sure why, but his comment annoys me.

“I wasn’t just dating chicks who remind me of her on purpose. And I don’t see how I can fix things when I’m across the country and have no clue what I did in the first place,” I snap at him.

“Dating? Dude, you don't date anyone. You buy them a couple drinks, bag them, and head out after.

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