Letting Go of You (Anchored Hearts #2) by J.M. Witt

Author:J.M. Witt
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: J.M. Witt Books
Published: 2014-07-24T23:00:00+00:00

~ CASSIDY ~

Cal followed Jane and James to the police station, offering to take me and I refused. Smith and Delaney left at the same time as Cal. I was left with Lena and Anthony, who didn’t dare say anything. They helped me clean up before I told them it was okay to leave. I was sitting in my sweats, flipping through Netflix aimlessly, when the doorbell rang. I wasn’t in the mood and decided to ignore it.

“Cassidy, I know you’re in there.” He knocked this time. “I talked to Smith and Cal both. Please let me in.”

“Go away.” I shouted from my perch on the couch.

“I’m not leaving.”

“You’ll freeze out there.”

“Then I’ll freeze.”

Fucking hell. I got up and walked to the door. “Paul, I’m fine. I don’t need a babysitter.”

“How about a drinking buddy?”

Now that sounded like a fucking fantastic idea. I walked to the kitchen and pulled a beer out for him and poured myself a drink. I opted for the cherry vodka and sprite, though it was mostly vodka. I grabbed another slice of cold pizza and went and sat on the couch. He stood against the wall, sipping his beer, watching me cautiously.

“How’d you know where I live?”

“Cal told me.”

“Oh.” Taking another swig of my drink I asked, “So are you going to stand there all day or sit down?”

He sat down on the other end of the couch as I searched for a comedy. Laughter was what I needed. Forgetting Sarah Marshall is what I decided on. It was one of my favorite movies and Paul approved. He refilled my glass a few times throughout the movie. The numbness was setting in just like I wanted it to. Why would he do this? I just didn’t understand.

We both drank until we were stumbling. Well, maybe I was the only one stumbling. I woke up on the couch and everything was dark. It was the middle of the night. My head was pounding and I felt nauseous. There was a blanket covering me and when I went to stretch my legs out I hit another body. Glancing up, I let my eyes adjust, and saw Paul passed out at the other end of the couch. He was sitting up with his head dropped back. He looked terribly uncomfortable.

Carefully, I thought, I got up and put the blanket over him. We both drank a lot. I tripped over his shoes and he woke up. “Sorry. Go back to sleep. I’m heading upstairs.” He just groaned and laid down as I made my way up.

The more I walked the more my stomach churned. I was going to lose it. Rushing to the bathroom, I made it just in time. I wretched for what felt like hours. It wasn’t my finest moment. Clutching the bowl. I enjoyed the coolness of it against my cheek. The water turned on and I looked up to see Paul wetting a rag. Mortified didn’t begin to describe how I felt.

“Here.” He crouched down while handing me the rag.

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