Slide (Black Addiction #1) by T. Gephart

Author:T. Gephart [Gephart, T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B017FJZN4G
Publisher: T Gephart
Published: 2015-11-16T00:00:00+00:00

As his old 1960’s something Camaro sped down the road, my brain slowly flicked into focus, the residual high taking longer to fade. He was right. He was always right. I gave the opinions of others way too much power.

Controlling people’s thoughts was a super power I’d never possess, sad I know. Even trying to change their perceptions was a fruitless exercise, so I needed to stop. Take responsibility, and own it. Own who I was without the thousand apologies. I was good enough.

All of this had been a catalyst, like being shot out of a cannon. It was crazy but I had needed to hit my bottom. To reach absolute saturation of shit before I could finally wake up. I had been a doormat. I had allowed people to treat me a certain way, excused their behavior. It was a pattern and one I desperately needed—and for the first time wanted—to break.

“You nervous?” Rusty turned his head as the car pulled up at the front of the bar. My restless knee bouncing on the seat a dead giveaway.

“Yep, but I’ll be fine.” No point lying, we both knew I wasn’t doing great.

“Own it, Alison. Don’t let anyone tell you, you aren’t good enough. They do and you push your shoulders back and flip them the bird.” He pulled the keys out of the ignition, his hand just stopping short of opening the driver’s side door.

“Consider it owned.” I smiled back, hoping my resolve would kick in.

He had jumped out of the car and was at the passenger side door before I’d had a chance to even climb out, his arm slipping around my waist the minute my feet hit the gravel.

His hands on me sent waves of excitement through me. My nerves tried to not short circuit as we walked into the crowded bar. The same bar where we had our very first conversation, and the one I had waltzed into and made out with him shamelessly. The bar definitely had history.

Pushing through the throng of people was difficult, it seemed like we had to stop every two steps for people to say hello to Rusty, their interest in me ranging from none at all to friendly hellos. To my surprise no one cowered away in gasped shock, Rusty’s hand on mine earning not even so much as a stare. Hmmm.

“Crazy bar girl.” The guy who had been having sex in the bathroom called out as soon as he saw us. His beer lifted almost as high as his smug grin. Ugh, I dug deep hoping to find a pocket of bravado still left in me so I wouldn’t have to hide behind my boyfriend. Gah, it was still weird saying it.

“Hi, rocker dude with questionable judgment.” My mouth shot out before my brain had registered, Rusty giving me a squeeze of encouragement as we got closer.

“Wow, she’s got your number.” The other rocker dude shoved original rocker dude’s shoulder. “I’m Max, nice to finally meet you.”

“Oh, yeah?” It hadn’t meant to sound like a question but my surprise overrode my mouth.

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