My Hero, Lincoln : Chosen Book 19 by J. D. Light

Author:J. D. Light [Light, J. D.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Publisher: B4 Dawn Publishing
Published: 2019-03-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

I yawned, rolling out of bed, frowning at the clock on the nightstand when I realized it was well after ten in the morning and I hadn't heard Crawford come in from work the night before. Had I really slept through that? I must have been tired.

Making my way to the bathroom, I glanced at the closed door to the bedroom that used to be John Russell's and frowned, thinking about that abusive bastard for the first time in a long time.

I hadn't gone to his funeral. I'd wanted to go to see if Crawford had come home. To check on him and be there for him in case he needed someone, but that had been the week my roommate had borrowed my car to go visit his family in Kentucky, so I couldn't make it.

Fortunately, he had gone, and that had been where my brother found him. I would always think my brother was amazing if for no other reason than he hadn't asked for an explanation as to why Crawford had disappeared, or why he'd never contacted him. He'd just hugged the guy who'd been his best friend for years and welcomed him home.

Within a week, I'd already begged my brother for his number and called him and spent the next four years falling in love with the guy.

After relieving my bladder, I went to move past the bedroom door again, frowning when it finally registered just how quiet the house was. There was nothing. Not even the quiet sound of breathing.

Frowning, I reached out and tested the door, not really surprised to find it unlocked as the knob twisted in my hand and I pushed it open. It didn't take long for my eyes to adjust to the low light and when they did, I found an empty, perfectly made bed and no Crawford.

Had he not come home last night?

My stomach sank and my chest constricted as I thought about him going home with someone else. He was a gorgeous man who worked at a bar. Sure, we'd messed around, but we hadn't established anything when he left for work the day before.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, slowly closing the door and then leaning against the wood.

I shook my head. He wouldn't do that. He wouldn't go home with someone else without clearing the air with me first. He wasn't the type of man to play with someone's emotions or lead them on only to toss them aside. If he didn't want to be with me, he would have spent his entire shift thinking of the best way to let me down easy, and then he would have rushed home and blurted it out almost immediately.

So, where is he?

I flopped down on the couch, pulling up Crawford's number on my phone. When it went straight to voicemail, I tried again, wondering if he was possibly trying to call me at the same time, but it went to voicemail again.

By the fourth time, my heart

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