Freedom by KC Kean

Author:KC Kean
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-26T16:00:00+00:00

West

Running the cloth along my motorcycle for the millionth time, I do it again, on repeat, wiping away the invisible dirt as I polish every inch of Holly the Honda.

I convinced Rafe to move it over to Ace before he left this morning. Especially since they’ve convinced me to stay in the Morgan room while I’m still not one hundred percent. Maverick said he would join me. Apparently, he’s a good Florence Nightingale. I have a feeling Aiden won’t be far behind too.

It’s crazy how Jess has drawn the three of us together, and now we can’t seem to stop.

Most nights, we have sat in silence, trying to find a way to bring her back to us, but the obstacles in our way are making it pretty difficult, and I am sick to death of other people’s opinions.

If Rafe tells me to be patient one more time, I might pull my shotgun on him, but he’ll just roll his fucking eyes at me. We all know where Luna got it from.

My problem is that I’m too nice and understanding. I need to be a little more like Maverick and steamroll her into submission.

My hands are black and covered in oil from tinkering with the bike, but when Aiden messaged to say Oscar gave him his seat in Science so he could be beside Jess, I had to occupy my mind. Otherwise, I’d have stormed their Science class and demanded her attention.

Swiping a hand down my face, I sigh, my eyes flickering to my phone that I purposely placed on the other side of the garage, so I didn’t stare at it, waiting for updates. I know after lunch Jess has Combat, and I was starting to get a little jealous that I wasn’t magically on her schedule.

She looked stunning last night, my bright sunshine as always.

I hear my phone vibrate against the countertop again, and I lose my restraint as I climb to my feet and try to wipe the grease from my hands on my jeans. Twenty-two unread messages flash across the screen. Eighteen from the group chat I have with Maverick and Aiden, three from Rafe, and one from Jess.

I rush to click on her name, my heart pounding in my chest as I prepare for whatever may come up on the screen, and I almost stop breathing as I read her message. My eyes scan the words numerous times to make sure I’m reading it correctly.

Jess: Hey. Maverick convinced me to listen. I’ll be free after four if that works for you?

Works for me? She could call at midnight, and it would still be the perfect time for me.

What time is it? Shit. It’s almost four now, and she sent the message nearly an hour ago. Sending a quick message back, confirming I’ll be there at four, I start to panic.

All of a sudden, everything I’ve wanted to say to her, that’s been running through my mind on repeat, is forgotten.

I’m filthy, but I’d rather turn up dirty than keep her waiting.

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