Entangled by Annie Brewer Read Free Book Online

the dark circles under his eyes and he’s still pale. I hope he’s okay.
    Andi and I decide it’s time for us to go too. We say our goodbyes and let ourselves out. It’s a dark, warm night. “What a great night.” I say as we get into Andi’s porche.
    “Yeah, it was nice being together again. I miss my parents. I feel like I don’t visit them enough.” She puts the car in reverse.
    “Me too.” I squeeze her hand and she puts the car in drive and we head home, back to reality.

Chapter 8
     
    Noah
    The second day on the road and I’m ready to be at my destination. Although it’s been a fairly easy drive, cruising at 80 most of the way with long stretches of highway, no real significant scenery except hills, trees, some mountains and land but that’s about it. My music had been my saving grace, keeping me awake.
    I finally, reluctantly stopped at a cheap motel in Little Oklahoma, Illinois for some sleep. The red bull and coffee had worn off and my eyes started to droop, causing me to drive on the shoulder a time or two, so about two a.m., I stopped to put my ass up in a room.
    I had the front desk call to wake me up. Now I’m back on the road, after filling up and grabbing breakfast food. I swear these little towns are so boring.
    “Well, it’s been uneventful here since you left. I was expecting a call sooner.”
    “Yeah, well I didn’t want to bother you. Plus some states don’t allow cell phones while driving and I didn’t feel like getting a ticket. But it’s been uneventful here too. The traffic was steady and I had my music on full blast to keep myself occupied.” I won’t bother telling him that I was talking to the passenger seat, pretending he was there. And I’m embarrassed to say, it actually helped. But then I forgot people were driving by and would see me talking to nothing and think I’m a freak and laugh at me, not that I’d ever see them again. But in my whole life, I’d never felt so…alone. It’s a strange concept. I hate admitting my flaws and fears and one of my biggest fears is being alone. I guess I just have to get used to it. Maybe this new move, new change will be the best thing that could’ve ever happened to me. Or it could the worst. I’d decided it can’t be any worse than living with my father, so I’ll just deal with it because since I left, I feel more free than I’d ever felt.
    “I don’t care if you call, it’s no bother. Just don’t fall asleep behind the wheel.”
    “I almost did and that’s when I stopped for the night.” I take a sip of my coffee, carefully maneuvering the phone on my shoulder while keeping my left hand on the steering-wheel.
    “What state are you in?”
    “I’m heading out of Illinois, into Iowa I believe and then onto Nebraska. Oh and my father called me when I’d first left. But that’s nothing important.” I take another sip of my coffee. “He pretty much told me if I left, he’s not helping me. I’m pretty much dead to him in other words.” I snort at that, at his fake “I’ll love you if you stay here under my control” bull shit.
    Spencer clears his throat, “Man, I’m so sorry. He’s such a bastard. I just want to beat the fuck out of him.”
    “Yeah, well we already knew he was an ass.”
    “I know, but to be so cold and heartless to your own blood is just-“
    “Drop it, Spence. I’m better off without him.” I snap without meaning to. I let out a breath. “I’m sorry, I just think we could talk about something worth mentioning. Talking about that man makes me want to pluck my eyes out.”
    “I might go into business with my pops. It’s not…definite yet, but it’s a possibility.” I smile, happy for him.
    “That’s awesome. Let me know if and when it happens.” I pass by a nice convertible with the top down. I’m checking out the wheels and notice the driver, a hot red-head giving me the flirty eyes. I smile and wave to her and her friend as I pass them. The highway is steady but I’m in