Tyson: Broken Hill Boys (Novella 4) by Sheridan Anne

Author:Sheridan Anne [Anne, Sheridan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Tyson

I lay back against the headboard of my bed, staring at my phone as I spin it between my fingers, just as I’ve been doing for the past two hours. It’s Sunday night and I was hoping to have had the chance to talk this through with Brylee by now, but she’s at a wedding, leaving me absolutely no choice but to wait it out.

She’s due to go home tomorrow and I’m not sure I can go on, not knowing how she feels about us. Don’t get me wrong, I’m pretty fucking positive that she loves me, but I need to hear that from her. It’s one thing to think I know, but having the words come from her mouth would make this real.

I spin my phone one more time before lighting up the screen. 11:46 pm. When does a wedding usually end? Do they go late into the night or does the bar cut off at 10 and people just take their asses home?

I sit up in bed and swing my legs over the side, forcing myself to stay seated. This really isn’t how I planned my weekend to go. If I’d known she was coming, I would have been there at the airport to pick her up and forced her to let me drive her home. We would have had this conversation done and dusted by now, instead, it’s dragging out and it’s killing me.

Oh, fuck it. I bring up her number and hit call before I give myself a chance to pussy out. The phone rings five times and I’m just about to end the call when her voice comes through my speakers. “Ty? What the hell are you doing? Do you have any idea what time it is?”

“Is the wedding over?”

“Umm…yeah? I only just got home.”

I’m out of my fucking room and racing down the stairs in the blink of an eye. I end the call and throw myself out the door before dropping down into my car and starting it up.

I race toward Brylee’s place with a desperation that surprises me. I know I’m in love with this woman but I didn’t know it had the ability to make me act like a fucking idiot. What am I supposed to say to her? It’s the middle of the night and she’s probably exhausted from having such a huge day. The last thing she wants to do is deal with whatever this thing is between us, yet even with knowing all of that, I still can’t find it within me to turn the fucking car around.

I should wait out the night and go see her in the morning. I can take her back to the airport and we can talk it through then. What I shouldn’t be doing is driving as though my name is Nate Ryder and breaking every fucking traffic law while I do it.

Being the middle of the night, there are no cars on the road and I get myself to Brylee’s house within minutes.

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