Death of a Waterfall (The Hayden Falls Saga) by Kara Leigh Miller Read Free Book Online Page A

did. What bothered her more was the unexplainable guilt she felt about kissing Donnie. It was obvious Alex didn't care about flaunting his affections toward Beth. She sipped her beer and listened with half an ear to the conversations going on around her.
    "I'll never forget that time we all snuck out and went to Sandy's farm. We got so drunk that night." Trevor laughed while shoving potato chips in his mouth.
    "Ew, Trevor, that's so gross." Teghan frowned. She swore her brother had no manners.
    "If I remember correctly, that was the first time Teghan got drunk," Alex said.
    Teghan laughed. "And when we got home, Annabelle had a brilliant idea to go swimming. It was like four in the morning or something. The water was ice cold."
    "How would you know? You never got in," Annabelle said.
    "That's right," Trevor said. "You mumbled something about drowning. Then you passed out on one of the lounge chairs."
    Everyone laughed.
    "Yeah, you jerks left me there too. Do you have any idea how hard it was to explain to Dad why I was sleeping outside in my bathing suit?" Teghan shook her head and smiled. "He knew I was hung over. And lying to him."
    Teghan finished her beer and sat back in her chair, stealing glances at Donnie every chance she got. He winked at her and her heart all but stopped. Man, he was gorgeous. Her mind wandered back to their kiss. Instinctively, she licked her lips, to which Donnie responded with a smile.
    Teghan looked over to see Alex's arm around Beth's shoulder. He was whispering in her ear and she was giggling. How dare he do this to me at my house? A searing pain formed in Teghan's gut as she stifled the scream that threatened to tear from her chest. That's it. Game on, she thought as she got up from her chair and took a seat next to Donnie.

Chapter Five
    "Damn you, Trevor," she cursed under her breath. Teghan put the last of the empty beer bottles into a garbage bag, tied it and set it outside the door. She tossed the pizza box and the wrappers from the snacks in the trashcans in the garage before locking the front door and shutting off the lights. Despite everything she'd said to Trevor earlier, there was no way she'd let him get caught or face their parents alone, which is why she was the one cleaning up while he snored on the couch.
    She walked into the kitchen and stopped. The stench of vomit filled the room and made her gag. "He is so gonna owe me for this." Teghan grabbed a roll of paper towels from the counter, coiled half the roll around her hand, and kneeled in front of the chunky mess. "Uh, this is so gross." She wrinkled her nose in disgust.
    "Want some help?"
    His soft voice cracked through the silence like a thunderclap. "Jesus Christ," Teghan gasped, falling back onto her haunches. "You scared the hell outta me."
    "Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you," he said. Donnie knelt beside her, the other half of the paper towel roll in his hand.
    Teghan covered her nose with her arm and watched as Donnie cleaned up the vomit. "I'm gonna kill Trevor," she said.
    "He did this?"
    "I don't know who did this." She nodded toward the vomit. "But if he hadn't had this party..."
    Donnie laughed. "You have to admit it was fun."
    Teghan gave him a cock-eyed look. "Yeah, cleaning puke is exactly how I like to spend my Friday night. It doesn't bother you, does it?"
    "Not really." He shrugged. "After my dad left, my mom started hitting the bottle pretty hard. I got a crash course in vomit removal."
    "Oh," Teghan said. She chewed on her bottom lip, thinking of what to say to him next. Bonding over puke. Nice, Teghan, real nice.
    "No biggie. She's been in recovery for almost eight years now. That's what matters."
    "Good for her," she said with a smile.
    "It's obvious this really bothers you though. Let me take care of it," he said. "Get me the trash can?"
    Teghan got up, grabbed a trash bag, and held it open for Donnie to throw the soiled towels into. After putting the bag in the garage, she returned to the kitchen to find