not everyone got in. Plus, if I said yes, that all but meant no future for us.
“I do, but it’s a lot of work, and sometimes you don’t even get in.” I didn’t doubt myself. I knew I would get in. If you believed in something long enough, you could do it. I just didn’t want to tell her that. I didn’t want to hurt her.
“Oh, come on,” she said smiling, a giggle escaping her pink-tinted lips. Her eyes were a sparkling blue and her hair reminded me of firecrackers. “Devon Mitchell can do just about anything he puts his mind to.” She had so much faith in me, and hell, she knew me better than I was giving her credit.
“I can, and I will if that’s what I decide to do with my life,” I said loud and clear, bopping her on the nose. Her eyes flashed with anger, and fire lit up inside of me. She was feisty, her eyes were glaring, and her lips were in a frown.
“Bop me on the nose one more time, and I’ll shove yours—” I didn’t even give her the chance to finish her sentence. Instead, I finished it by meeting her lips with my own. She leaned into the table as far as she could, and a sweet purr resonated from deep inside her. I growled in return as I ate at her lips like she was my last breath of air. After all, that’s what she was to me—a breath of fresh air.
I came down from the memory, my heart racing, and my body shaking. Being with Tegan had been the most exhilarating thing in my life. I hadn’t ever loved someone as much as I loved her, and being in this town, where it all started, where our love first bloomed, reminded me just how much I loved her, and just how much I wasn’t over her. I was so fucking screwed.
CHAPTER SIX
Tegan
“SO WHAT? THEY know where you work?” Caroline seemed unconcerned with my unnatural response to being hunted down.
“So what? Do you hear yourself? It’s not a so what, Caroline. I owe these people money, and if I don’t come up with it fast, you’re going to be attending my funeral.” My thoughts were scattered.
“I don’t mean to sound unconcerned, Teg. It’s just what am I supposed to say to that? It’s not like the debt is yours. It’s Jamie’s, that low life piece of shit…”
“Enough,” I huffed into the phone. She could go all damn day about how much she hated him. Sometimes, I think she hated him more than I did.
“Fine. I’m just telling you, you shouldn’t have to pay for something you didn’t do.” Caroline made it seem so easy.
“Shut up, Caroline. Listen. I just called to tell you what was going on. You know, just on the odd chance I go missing, you’ll know who my killer is. Kay? These people don’t care about who did what, and who didn’t. They care about getting their money. With Jamie gone, it leaves me to take care of the problems,” I said annoyed that I had to tell her this for the third time.
“Whatever, just so long as you don’t go missing this weekend. My birthday party is on Saturday, and you better be there.” Her tone was slightly annoyed, and I knew how pissed she would be if I missed her party this weekend. She would probably be the very reason I went missing.
“I’ll be there,” I said frankly. My gaze lingered to the clock on the wall. It was a little after two. I had to be to work at three, and I still needed to tame my hair. It was time to end this conversation, and get moving.
“You better be. I’ve got tequila and vodka shots with both of our names on them.” Great. Two of my worst enemies…
“I have to go, Car, I’ll be there,” I said hanging up, not even giving her another chance to mutter about missing her birthday party. If I let her, she would go all damn day. Pushing her griping to the back of my mind, I got up and put on a pair of jeans and my employee t-shirt.
Once dressed, I headed toward the small bathroom. All it contained was a small shower, toilet, and sink. The mirror was smashed and cracked in places. This place could technically be considered a crack