Fine Line: An Enemies To Lovers Romance by Rachel M Storm

Author:Rachel M Storm [M Storm, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Gage

Surprise laced annoyance hits me hard when I wake up the following morning to discover that Lori is no longer in my bed. Sitting up, I look around my childhood bedroom and see that there is no sign of her, her clothes are gone so that means that either she woke up really early and sneaked out or she left in the middle of the night.

Getting out of bed, I start searching for my phone which I find in my jeans pocket. I sit back on the bed and start to text her.

Me: Where did you disappear to.

When I don't get an answer after ten minutes, I start to call her but get interrupted by a knock on my door. I quickly grab my boxers from the floor and put them on before saying; “Be right there.”

“Morning son, breakfast is ready.” Dad says as soon I open my bedroom door. The grin etched on his lips has me lifting an eyebrow.

“Why do you look so happy?” I ask.

“It's good to be home again,” is the only thing he says before turning and leaving, heading downstairs. A grin of my own forms on my lips. Yes, it truly is nice to have my father back home. Healthy and sober for the first time since I was nineteen years old.

After a quick shower, I head downstairs where I find my father seated on the kitchen counter surrounded by toast, eggs, bacon and freshly made coffee.

“Oh, where did all this come from?” I ask as I take a seat opposite him. Last time I checked there was no food in this house. I was planning on going to get him some groceries today and even if there was food, my father can't cook to save his life.

“Carol came by a while ago and brought this,” he tells me and a fond smile forms on my lips at the sweet gesture. I really would be lost without the Parkinson’s.

“Okay then, lets dig in.” I say as I grab a plate and start piling it with food.

“So, you still insist that you hate Lorianne?” My father asks conversationally.

“What do you mean?” I ask, playing dumb. I know where he’s going with this but I’m not really sure I’ll be able to answer any of the questions I’m sure are to follow because I honestly don't have the answers to them as I don't know myself.

“Last night, you two didn’t act like two people who hate each other and when I came back from her house last night, I was greeted by her shirt and bra by the front door.” He tells me and I for some reason I can't help but get embarrassed.

“I still don't know what you’re talking about.” I say, denial evident in my voice.

“Oh?” He grins before continuing. “Well what about when I saw her sneaking out of your room like a thief in the night at four AM?”

Oh, so that’s when she left.

“You’re not going to drop this, are you?” I ask as I run my hands down my face.

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