Limbo by Blaine C.G

Author:Blaine, C.G.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gray Page Books LLC
Published: 2021-06-06T16:00:00+00:00

Jordan Waters in Waymore, Pennsylvania, gives a whole new meaning to a fish out of water. His eyes dart all over the place as I drive through the small town. After I park in front of Lauren’s house, he checks around like he expects a killer clown to pop out.

“Do you feel like I’ve brought you to the middle of nowhere to kill you?” I ask.

Still on high alert, he says, “The idea has crossed my mind.”

“Just stay out of the woodshed out back.” I wink and leave him in the car to contemplate his impending doom.

He recovers by the time I’ve collected our bags from the trunk, and he carries them in. Since we step through the door without being attacked by a six-year-old, I safely assume we have the house to ourselves.

The bags hit the floor the second he walks into my room, and he sets his sights on the photo collage decorating my wall. Of all the pictures taken over the years, the ones hanging in my room represent the better moments—early morning fishing trips Trey used to force me to go on, summer carnivals, water parks, even my prom pictures with Pete. According to the wall, I’ve lived the life I always wanted.

He scans over them and points at one. “Age?”

I glance at the picture of me at the lake and take his coat. “Seven? That’s Trey on the left, and Connor is on the right.” I kick our bags out of the way and close the door.

“The science building on campus?” He looks at one of Trey and me cheesing it up for the camera a mere twenty feet from where he charged into my life.

“Last October, Trey drove me to Easton for a tour.” I finish hanging our jackets on the hooks behind the door and return to his side. “We snuck off on our own and ran into a group of girls. He made up a ridiculous story about being an oil heir named Bradford. They pointed out his name tag said Trey, so he hunted down a marker. After he changed his name, he asked who I wanted to be while we were there.”

I pull the pin from the top of the picture and show him the back. The Hello, My Name Is sticker is still firmly attached with Callista crossed out and Trey’s scrawled-out Callie in red marker.

“You were Callie,” Jordan says.

“I have been ever since.”

He flips my wrist over and circles a section of sidewalk on the far-left side with his finger. “Right there, Callie met Jordan.”

Another reason to love the old part of campus.

I smile and pin the picture back in place next to another of Trey at an amusement park. The last trip we went on together before I left for school, celebrating him becoming an official sheriff’s deputy.

A tug at the hem of my T-shirt brings my attention to Jordan.

“The shirt has to go, beautiful.”

My chest flutters. I missed him calling me that.

As for the shirt, I shrug and stick up my arms.

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